Patterns

Weakness of our bodies 
Can't make us climb these walls 
Will we break the awful patterns 
Before the end is here 
I'm in need of something more 
I'm stuck in a shallow grave 
I've been here before 
So Lord lend me your hand 
I've been here before 
In this endless cycle 
I've fallen once again 
And with this empty feeling 
I seek forgiveness 
And await the answer 
Action without movement 
Await the answer 
Desire without heart 
There are voices in our heads 
The weakness of our bodies 
Can make us climb these walls 
Why is it so hard to listen to the 
Voice inside our heads 
It feels so close 
Yet so far away 
Even the wind and waves obey Him 
What's there to fear 
Give us strength to overcome this downfall 
To stand to our feet 
And break these awful patterns 
Before the end is here 
Why is it so hard to hear your voice 
When you are right here 
Why is it so hard to hear your voice 
Right now