You could not plan for this/No, there was no silhouette/Up against the pink horizon/To warn you of the hit/But you absorbed it all with grace/Like a child you spoke of faith unmoved/That holds onto you//This thing is going to try to break you/But it doesn’t have to/You’re showing us how/This thing is going to bend and shape you/But He won’t let it take you/You know it somehow/This thing is not going to break you//You could take your loss/You could hide away from us/With your grief lassoed around you/But you’re laying it in the sun/And you stare straight into the light/You say you’d rather go blind than look away/What can I say?//This thing is going to try to break you/But it doesn’t have to/You’re showing us how/This thing is going to bend and shape you/But He won’t let it take you/You know it somehow/This thing is not going to break you/This thing is not going to break you/This thing is not going to break you
