We are the cracked ones The beaten up and broken ones The shells we once wore Some desperate protection Against a hostile enemy Now useless, fallen to the floor We are the cracked ones Raw and tender like new-borns Feeling returning Where once was numbness No strategy left No more bartering for love’s morsel Just this blazing heart Cracked and bleeding light Into a dry world that longs For a love that is true You cannot love without cracks Without the beaten and broken bits.
THE CRACKED ONES
THE CRACKED ONES
THE CRACKED ONES
We are the cracked ones The beaten up and broken ones The shells we once wore Some desperate protection Against a hostile enemy Now useless, fallen to the floor We are the cracked ones Raw and tender like new-borns Feeling returning Where once was numbness No strategy left No more bartering for love’s morsel Just this blazing heart Cracked and bleeding light Into a dry world that longs For a love that is true You cannot love without cracks Without the beaten and broken bits.