Stretch to the point of explicit rend
Life’s candy squishes me back again
Getting tougher
Smashing
Grinding tougher
Pulled apart once through cold space
Pushed back in one by sacred grace
Tougher
You make me tougher
And all I know is I believe
I believe
Again
Torn apart by life again
Sometimes by just the average day
Some days by Your hand
All I know is I believe
I know not when this stretching ends
But I do believe
I am in Your hands