Kintsukuroi

I know this hurt
I know this pain
You need to know
You won’t find any other
Who can love you any better
(REPEAT)
Spoken Words
Smashed broken words spoken
So many unknowns
Let down bruised hope
Buried foundations shaken
Slow motion falling silence
Shouting like in a dream
Where you cry out
You need help but nothing comes out
The mistakes heartaches
The shaking and the breaking but never wasted
In need of healing
And there is only one love that holds
That seeps into the deepest parts
Where no one else can reach
No one else can go to the depths of your soul
Like liquid love
Pure liquid gold poured out and poured in
Filling in the spaces between
Gold lines on your heart
Now gold lines on your skin
The pieces the parts of your soul
Become infused together
Broken to whole wrong to right
The saviour who broke the night
Broke the chains
His brokenness healing pain
Every line of gold tattooed on his skin
Before time began the rescue plan
Jesus crushed and broken
But always knowing his father's intention
To bring beauty out of ashes
Transform wounds into scars
Fully healed but reminders of the story
Where the king of glory took our history
And gave us destiny
He knew what it was to bleed
The whips and the cuts the blows struck
The thorns that went in deep all for me
In my worst state my worst me
He was still crazy about this simple dust
Enough to go through with it
To die on a cross
What seemed like eternal darkness
Was illuminated by the gold dust
On the third day like a gold rush
To see the redundant grave cloth
No longer needed the brokenness
Was made whole
The holy hands with gold lines
To show the power to perform
The miracle needed for our disorder
Because there is no other saviour
Who takes our mistakes and makes
Something beautiful
With what we thought was waste
With the parts others would throw away
The creates a mosaic telling a story of healing
Giving reason for your being
Giving completion in the sealing
Of the once broken parts being
Filled by his love
That seeps in deeper than a feeling
Salvation the reason he bled to
Stop you bleeding
He gave up breath to keep you breathing
No more in pieces held together by gold
Filling in the broken
You are made whole
Your scars tell a story
Precious are the breaks that tried
To make you weaker
But with gold in between you’re now stronger
After every fall every hard hitting blow
Sometimes out of your control
There is healing gold that takes the pieces
Of broken souls and fuses them together
More beautiful than before
More beautiful than before