Blood, Toil, Tears, Sweat

May the wind always be at your back.
 Anything in life can take your breath away.
 Find the one thing that puts air into your lungs.
 For now I'm throwing mixed emotions to the wolves.
 They can rip tear and shred every fiber every thread.
 Nothing is truly lost, just in a different place in time.
 In my head your heart still beats with mine.
 It's not about putting yourself together it's about letting pieces fall apart
 That shipwreck in your chest will always be an anchor on your heart
 Even in the face of the heaviest tides I swear you can make it part.
 I may not be the best example but I stand here with a fucked up past
 A good laugh and the hopes of moving forward
 I'm embracing change with open arms yet clumsy hands and a lack of charm
 Makes it fucking hard to hold it all together
 Nothing is truly lost, just in a different place in time.
 In my head your heart still beats with mine.
 It's not about putting yourself together it's about letting pieces fall apart
 That shipwreck in your chest will always be an anchor on your heart
 Even in the face of the heaviest tides I swear you can make it part.
 Everyday is a firefight.
 And as I face these battles I have to retain that this hope can remain and still survive
 There's more to living than just being alive
 Those who spend their lives in glass houses should not cast stones
 Give in to being broken
 We're made to be fragile designed to be open and fall apart.
 Give way to your heavy heart.
 It's not about putting yourself together it's about letting pieces fall apart
 That shipwreck in your chest will always be an anchor on your heart
 Even in the face of the heaviest tides I swear you can make it part.