I know good is to come I know beauty is inside I know the artist is wonderful But every chip of the chisel makes me want to give up
Every swing of the hammer makes me cry Every stroke of the brush knocks me down Every moment in the flame hardens my heart But it hardens my resolve
The artist has seen my clay and promised beautiful things I won't be this way forever Somebody is sculpting me into my true self But every gentle touch feels like shattered bones
My broken pieces are turning into a beautiful mosaic Stunning and colorful But right now it hurts Right now I need help To see what the artist sees
Right now I can't trust the artist Because all I've felt is hurt All I've seen is pain I can't ever see what the artist sees
But I know he's there I know he loves me I know he is slowly healing me Even if I can't see it, he can
So I'm getting better Trying Slowly It hurts But I'm getting better