Letras
I've been hanging by a thread, staring at the ceiling
Tryna find a word for this empty kind of feeling
I asked Him for a crown, asked Him for a throne
He handed me a hammer and a pile of broken stone
See, God don't build a castle on a foundation made of sand
He's gotta crush the boy so He can resurrect the man
It ain't pretty, it ain't soft, yeah it hurts to the core
He's breaking down the walls so He can open up the door
Now I'm down on my knees, but this ain't where I stop
This is just the bottom, looking up at the top
I'm still waiting
Yeah, I'm still waiting
Pain ain't punishment, brother, it's the training
It's the fire in the flood while everybody's complaining
He don't hand out strength, nah, He hands out the test
He tears you apart just to build up the rest
So if you feel like you're dying, struggling to breathe
He's just making room for the man you're gonna be
(He's making room)
I see 'em falling off, yeah they fear the cost
They want the victory lap without getting lost
They chase the easy route, staying safe on the shore
But I was built for the waves and the thunder and the roar
Don't confuse all the motion with the way that you grow
Sometimes the silence is the only way to know
If He pulls you to the deep, don't you dare freeze up
You gotta empty out the poison 'fore you fill up the cup
Most give up early
The faithful keep walking
Let the world keep running
Let the world keep talking
He's stretching what is weak
He's shaking what is loose
I've been hanging by a thread
But He's cutting down the noose
'Cause pain ain't punishment, brother, it's the training
It's the fire in the flood while everybody's complaining
He don't hand out strength, nah, He hands out the test
He tears you apart just to build up the rest
So if you feel like you're dying, struggling to breathe
He's just making room for the man you're gonna be