You are not what you have done, or what has been done to you.
You are something like the rising sun, can’t you see, you are new.
You might have your father’s name, bear the shame he left behind.
But there’s new life flowing through your veins, leave some room to be surprised.
You are new you are new morning.
day to through.
You could for the judge the shelf.
the love and kindness in your have little for yourself.
You are new you are new morning.
day to through.
You think hope lost, it’s underground.
flame might be an ember, the won’t out.
the into the
that resurrection happening to you.
You are new you are new morning.
day to through.
You are new.
You are new.
You are new.
You are new.