There's a hole in my chest,
doesn't let me pray, bother or rest,
takes away my rhythm, wonder and zest;
makes me feel the worst, but makes me do the best.

There's a hole where my heart used to be.
I sacrificed bliss so I could set it free.
I gave away trust for truth I wanted to see,
died away in uncertainty so truth I could be.

There's a hole in my soul where love should be found
'cause I traded all my secrets so I could go underground,
sacrificed my words so I could master speaking in sounds;
hoping that my purpose would soon come around.

There's a hole in my gaze wherever I go,
I gave away my ignorance because I wanted to grow,
gave away my innocence so I could be bold,
surrendered to life but left without a hand to hold.