Searching for Grace

If you've been choking on words unspoken You let 'em in and let 'em out Your breathless whispers unheard yet keep us Drowning deep within our doubt Tell me what's worth more The words on the page I write or their meaning Tell me there's nothing more I can do with it, or do without I've got mud on my hands and blood on my face I've been running in circles searching for grace You took my hope and kept on running Didn't look back along the way Came to the edge of your mercy And ignored looking down Tell me what's worth more The burn from the flame that hurts or the healing And tell me there's nothing more I can do with it, or do without I've got mud on my hands and blood on my face I've been running in circles searching for grace If you're numb and don't feel it you're in the right place I've been looking for something searching for grace Looking for something, been looking away Looking for what is ours to say Looking for something, looking away Searching for grace If you've been choking on words unspoken Let 'em in, let 'em out I've got mud on my hands and blood on my face I've been running in circles searching for grace If you're numb and don't feel it you're in the right place I've been looking for something searching for grace