Chosen

Take these arms, these legs They are broken This love is too much I am frozen And I don't know if I have what it takes To be chosen I arose with wings, and I am flightless Someone's carving a statue in my likeness And I will never live up to this portrait I'm just posing And I don't know if I have what it takes To be chosen Give me a sign, a photo, a map Something to go by How am I supposed to know What I'm supposed to look like I'm leaving dust Running fast like I've always done From everyone Stepping up to know battles No, I never win Laces undone and I am always falling Dodging my own heart like a bullet Full of failure and sin And I don't know if I have what it takes To be chosen I am tired, worn thin from Healing wounds inflicted by my own score I am at war and I am alone And I take off before the horn's blown And I hear all the doors on the hinges And now for some reason I'm scared of all of them closing Still I don't know if I have what it takes To be chosen Chosen