Even This Will Be Made Beautiful, Pt. 2

Between the thunder and the lightnings flame

I knew the storm was just a mile away

But it surprised me just the same

When it blew my straw house down

Now I'm standing in the aftermath

With no idea how to build it back

I wonder as I wander through the fields of ash

Is there hope to carry on?

Could this, even this

Be made beautiful?

Growing up I was told the sun would always rise

And I believed because I was a child

But now it's hard to tell the truth from the lies

When a child is fast asleep

Wake up little boy, I need your faith today

I need your innocence to show the way

When I'm too tired to trust that love will save the day

And I need your eyes to see

Even this will be made beautiful

Even this will be made beautiful (even this, will be made)

Beautiful

And I know I shouldn't worry

And I should not be afraid

I want to walk across the water

I want to rise above the crashing waves

This fear in me is heavy, and I'm scared

It's gonna pull me down

So please reach out Your hand

I don't wanna drown

Even this will be made beautiful, beautiful

Even this will be made beautiful, beautiful

There's never been a night the morning couldn't break

Or a heart that wasn't forged in the fires of its own ache

What's left after the storm is left, for heaven's sake

For the breaking and remaking of our hearts