happiness can't compete with joy salvaged

in my darkest hour

God's grace dismantles all guilt, shame and fear

with open arms, He says 'welcome home'

such hope bring forths a new sentence to fulfil:

we are prepositions carrying our humble beginnings

to our crumbled endings

and our broken endings

to

full beginnings

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  • theres nothing like the feeling you get when you see your the only one who still listens to this

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  • its this one...

  • Ha, I'm the 666th play. Neat.

  • spent the afternoon coming back to all these oldies. feels good. love you joel

  • real dope

  • despite the avi I could still picture this in a high quality anime.

  • ahh

  • refave <3

  • coming back to this again and again, soothes the soul and the mind

  • so pure.. love the guitar

  • beautiful words. sounds like it's about individual inner success. the progression in this song makes for a good mental adventure.

  • you are anointed...

  • I feel like I'm about to sink into my chair from listening to this. <3

  • kinda melancholic... I miss my home :(

  • .. wow.

    the second bit really gets me