Coming Home

Verse 1 — gritty) Cold gate open, concrete breathing, Sun hit my face, heart still bleeding. Chains off skin but the weight stay heavy, Demons in my head, voices unsteady. Nights in a cell, talking to pain, Punching the wall just to stay sane. Mirror don’t lie, I broke my own life, Cut so deep I carried the knife. Sat in the fire, didn’t run, Learned real change don’t come from a gun. Faced that boy I used to be, Let him die so I could be free. (Hook — worship lift) From the ashes, You raise me higher, Beauty for dust, hope in the fire. Planted by You, I will stand strong, Oak of righteousness — redemption’s song. (Verse 2 — gritty) They let me in, no questions asked, No fake smiles, no plastic mask. Gave me a seat, gave me a name, Told me my past don’t lock me in chains. Now I work with my hands, sweat my proof, Rebuilding trust, rebuilding truth. I reach back for the ones still stuck, Tell ’em grace is stronger than bad luck. I been the ruin, I been the night, Now I’m the brick that holds the light. (Hook — worship lift) From the ashes, You raise me higher, Beauty for dust, hope in the fire. Planted by You, I will stand strong, Oak of righteousness — redemption’s song. (Spoken Outro) Ancient ruins restored. Places long devastated rebuilt. A planting of the Lord — for the display of His splendor.