I was broken by the power I was swallowed by the need I was hiding in the corner When a voice called to me He understood my mystery Healed the wounds of my despair And with his grace he tenderly Brushed the tangles from my hair I'm feeling better by the hour I think I just might be o.k. Though bridges burn and ashes shower Think I can live with what remains As I sorted through the wreckage Sitting in my silent fast On my bed of hard earned ashes Still repenting for my past My body ached and shook with anger As I walked through narrow gates Ans I left those walls behind me And with them my mistakes I'm feeling better by the hour I think I just might be o.k. Though bridges burn and ashes shower Think I can live with what remains