This Loneliness Won't Be The Death Of Me

I swear this isn't the end But I still feel so alone Even when I'm surrounded by my best friends Words can't penetrate a tree in the wind I bend Falling faster into the depths I'm falling, I'm falling Under such depression, I can barely even catch my breath Words can't mend, and love does not sink in Why can't I see your face? Clawing at my chest, looking for some sort of reprieve I swear this isn't the end But when will I feel comfortable in my own skin? Clawing at my chest, looking for some sort of reprieve I swear this isn't the end Knowing fundamental truth doesn't seem to matter After such tremendous abuse Cause I've worked this ground since my youth And still, the land has yet to bare any sort of fruit I'll continue to toil and plow Hoping one day I'll make you proud "What have I got to show?" As I wipe the sweat from my brow So tired So tired of showing love so deep That most aren't even willing to feel See what I'm seeing Open your eyes and Recognize that this is real This season brings darkness so profound I've become lost and can't seem to be found Contorted, racked with pain I know I should feel free Yet I continue to sing this sad refrain I can't sleep, and food has lost it's taste God, I'm so sick of this place ("I hear my name" throughout) And I'm touched by the hands of a brother And like a rush, passing through my exterior I hear my name A hush A son, loved by a father I've been made alive again I'm alive again