Chosen

Take these arms, these legs
 They are broken
 This love is too much
 I am frozen
 And I don't know if I have what it takes
 To be chosen
 I arose with wings, and I am flightless
 Someone's carving a statue in my likeness
 And I will never live up to this portrait
 I'm just posing
 And I don't know if I have what it takes
 To be chosen
 Give me a sign, a photo, a map
 Something to go by
 How am I supposed to know
 What I'm supposed to look like
 I'm leaving dust
 Running fast like I've always done
 From everyone
 Stepping up to know battles
 No, I never win
 Laces undone and I am always falling
 Dodging my own heart like a bullet
 Full of failure and sin
 And I don't know if I have what it takes
 To be chosen
 I am tired, worn thin from
 Healing wounds inflicted by my own score
 I am at war and I am alone
 And I take off before the horn's blown
 And I hear all the doors on the hinges
 And now for some reason
 I'm scared of all of them closing
 Still I don't know if I have what it takes
 To be chosen
 Chosen