Lamentations 3:24-25 

 “The Lord is my portion,” says my soul,“therefore I will hope in him.”

 The Lord is good to those who wait for him,
to the soul who seeks him.

The Broken clock is a comfort 
It helps me sleep tonight 
Maybe it can stop tomorrow 
From stealing all my time 
And I am here still waiting 
Though I still have my doubts 
I am damaged at best 
Like you’ve already figured out 

I’m falling apart 
I’m barely breathing 
With a broken heart 
That’s still beating 
In the pain 
There is healing 
In your name 
I find meaning 
So I’m holding on (I’m holdin on)(I’m holdin on) 
I’m barely holding on to you 

The broken locks were a warning 
You got inside my head 
I tried my best to be guarded 
I’m an open book instead 
And I still see your reflection 
Inside of my eyes 
That are looking for purpose 
They’re still looking for life 

I’m falling apart 
I’m barely breathing 
With a broken heart 
That’s still beating 
In the pain (In the pain) 
Is there healing 
In your name 
I find meaning 
So I’m holding on (I’m still holdin on)(I’m holdin on) 
(I’m still holdin on) (I’m holdin on) 
I’m barely holding on to you 

I’m hanging on another day 
Just to see what, you will throw my way 
And I’m hanging on, to the words you say 
You said that I will, will be okay 
The broken light on the freeway 
Left me here alone 
I may have lost my way now 
But I haven’t forgotten my way home