I claim freedom from confinement

And that freedom has offered me questions

Have we thought that appearing whole is worth more than true wholeness?

My hope is found in what's ahead

So, I spend time looking at what You've said

I'm taking time away from perfect

Searching my life to find the surface

Taking time - Searching my life

There is no telling what's inside of me

So, in seeking and asking I'm brought sincerity

We're all demanding the world provide an answer

Each story bares its own open wound

Let's take time to look down at ours and start to learn

In time we'll grow

Done with arrogance and unfiltered youth

Raising my nose up high as if I had a clue

Somehow, I started asking questions

It led me straight into confession

Will You hear me calling?

And when I can't hear the answer, will I let You take me as half of a whole?

Finite and figuring out what all this means to me

I ask openly in admittance of what I don't know, hoping that I will find strength in the unknown

I've never thought of this time as a platform

So, I will not just speak as if I have one

Experience like a twisted path,

Leads me to conclusions that others won't have

I understand that I don't fully understand this

All we see are the broken pieces

Finding assurance in what's yet to come

Here's my hand - Take it and run