My heart is in a tied leather book that’s worn and tattered
The blood stain still stands as if painted on the wall
The window’s still shattered
And I write I’m sorry, I love you, I miss you
When will this fade away?

To the Glory of God I scribble down these words
With a broken black pen
Mourning the white
And everything’s about my mistakes these days
Everything’s about black and white

Resolution is red and it flows from these wrists
I’m captive in water
I’m losing the battle – maybe even the war
And my soul’s slipping under
A drop frames the moment, a light sparkles briefly
Then the rain and the night remain

To the Glory of God I scribble down these words
With a broken black pen
Mourning the white
And everything’s about my mistakes these days
Everything’s about black and white

To the Glory of God I sing out these words
With a broken, black heart
Longing for white
And everything’s about Your Grace these days
Everything you touch becomes white