The Unmaking

This is where the walls gave way

This is demolition day

All the debris and all this dust

What is left of what once was?

Sorting through what goes and what should stay

Every stone I laid for you

As if you had asked me to

Monument to holy things

Empty talk and circling

Isn’t that we’re supposed to do

What happens now?

When all I’ve made is torn down

What happens next?

When all of you, is all that’s left

This is the unmaking

The beauty in the breaking

Had to lose myself to find out who you are

Before each beginning, there must be an ending

Sitting in the rubble, I can see the stars

This is the unmaking

This is the unmaking

The longer and the tighter that we hold

Only makes it harder to let go

But love will not stay locked inside

The steeple or a tower high

Only when we’re broken are we whole

What happens now?

When all I’ve made is torn down

This is the unmaking

The beauty in the breaking

Had to lose myself to find out who you are

Before each beginning, there must be an ending

Sitting in the rubble, I can see the stars

This is the unmaking

This is the unmaking

I’ll gather the same stones where

Everything came crashing down

I’ll build you an altar there on the same ground

Cause what stood before was never yours

This is the unmaking

The beauty in the breaking

Had to lose myself to find out who you are

Before each beginning, there must be an ending

Sitting in the rubble, I can see the stars

This is the unmaking

This is the unmaking

Oh, this is the unmaking

Had to lose myself to find out who you are