Matt Ryd - Healed

I am runnin' scared. A tried and tested cache of perfect answers strands me suddenly unprepared. And I can't help but care. I watch as everything that I once clung to is wrenched from my grasp, flung into thin air. I'm caught unaware. I will stumble, will I fall? I'll be humbled, will I crawl? I am broken, will I be healed? I am beaten, am I torn? I'm alive, but nothing more. I am broken, will I be healed? Will I be healed? Don't know when to fight when a lifetime's worth of what seemed so wrong suddenly blends in with what seemed right. And it's so far from sight, I watch as everything once in the darkness is strangled, pulled and dragged into the light. It all seems too bright. I will stumble, will I fall? I'll be humbled, will I crawl? I am broken, will I be healed? I am beaten, am I torn? I'm alive, but nothing more. I am broken, will I be healed? Will I be healed?