Between the thunder and the lightning’s 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 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?
Even this will be made beautiful
Growing up I was told the sun would always rise I believed because I was a child But now it’s hard to tell truth from the lies When the 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
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 But this fear in me is heavy I’m scared it’s going to pull me down So please reach out your hand I don’t want to drown
Even this will be made beautiful Even this will be made 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 a heart