Tim Be Told - Compose Me lyrics

Clinging to the earth, hanging by a thread, hanging by a thread Naked from my birth, nothing when I'm dead, nothing when I'm dead Cut me down, I'm almost ready to fall into Your grace I'm a mess, but You'll be steady if I land on my face Compose me like a symphony, I will be Yours Compose me like a symphony, I will be Yours Silence breaks me in, broken for so long, broken for so long If I never sing again, my soul will be my song, my soul will be my song Write me down into this story in pages of Your love If I fail You suffered for me; This hope will be enough Compose me like a symphony, I will be Yours I feel it lift me up This could be beautiful I feel You lift me up Compose me like a symphony, I will be Yours