Shaping Season

Okay, He's bottled every tear I'll ever cry The torturous drive, the blessed words: "No matter what happens, you will be alright" This terrifying night won't pass me by Yet all around me screams I will survive Grace will find your heart intact You will get your joy back Brothers, mourn the cursed black We will sing the song back There is not a hole too deep for us And like a stretch of rope He reaches to the depths of us And yanks us into hope On the tenth day of the first month We laid a memorial stone Look back on the river He stopped Look ahead to where He's made our home Life's a middle chapter Break for what's before, ache for what's after Just breathe, rehearse that rest you've known When sins or sorrows Still the hand of joy Remember you are owned Grace will find your heart intact You will get your joy back Brothers, mourn the cursed black We will sing the song back When a dark storm come And hopeless thoughts attack Think of all you don't lack What's your name? Say it back Your story's not over Your story's never over And when this adventure's done It's just the start of a perfect, never-ending kind of one There is not a hole too deep for us And like a stretch of rope He reaches to the depths of us And yanks us into hope