Atlantic Wasteland - ...You Just Might See It Lyrics

I thought I knew what it meant to be thankful
And I was sure as hell that what I had was enough
But God's got a funny way of breaking down our walls
And I've got this thorn in me that makes me feel so small
So here I lay
Watching the moon rise
And I'll give thanks
For each day of my life
I'm wishing my days didn't go by so quickly
The people that shaped me, their faces stick with me
So I'm learning now what it means to be thankful
And I was sure as hell that what I had was enough
But God's got a funny way of breaking down or walls
And I've got this thorn in me that makes me feel so small
And God's got a funny way of breaking our composure
My dad always told me, he just wants you closer

You see I
Never thought that I would feel this drained
So tired from the fight, white knuckles on my life
I'm letting go of what I think I should be
I'll die myself
God, I'll let you change me

And God's got a funny way
Of breaking down our walls
And I've got this thorn in me
That makes me feel so small
But we're all the same
The struggles that we face
Make us feel as though
We're not worthy of his grace
I know your pain
It feels so very real
But your worth is not embedded
In the way it makes you feel