As

I

pen

these

things

It might

lite-

ra-

lly

be

all

I

have

Ink

on

pa-

per

Does

a-

ny

of

this

mat-

ter?

Then

I’m

re-

min-

ded

of

what

I’ve

seen

The

pla-

ces

I

love

and

the

peo-

ple

I’ve

been

On-

ly

Love

could

have

brought

me

to

this

place

Hol-

ding

in

me

a

joy-

ful

heart

while

spit

co-

vers

my

face

Ah!

I’ve

come

to

for-

give

those

who’ve

wronged

me

Kno-

wing

that

they’ve

helped

make

me

in-

to

E-

xact-

ly

who

You

in-

ten-

ded

me

to

be

I’m

try-

ing

my

best

to

be

a

bet-

ter

man

De-

spite

all

my

fears,

I

rea-

lly

am

I’m

try-

ing

my

best

to

be

a

bet-

ter

man

De-

spite

all

my

fears,

I

rea-

lly

am

I

write

these

things

to

re-

mind

my-

self

That

a-

midst

this

dark-

ness,

there

still

re-

mains

Light,

Hope,

and

a

per-

fect

plan

For

the

first

time

in

my

life

I

am

wri-

ting

for

the

sake

of

wri-

ting

Li-

ving

for

the

sake

of

li-

ving

Lo-

ving

for

the

sake

of

lo-

ving

And

I’ll

live

So you

can

call

this

sort

of

life

a

hopel-

ess

end-

ea-

vor

That

this

ti-

ny

ves-

sel

could

e-

ver

en-

dure

such

vio-

lent

wea-

ther

Call

it

point-

less

I’ll

con-

tinue

to

carry

out

Grace

none

the

less

I

will

scream

it

till

my

face

is

blue

There is

a

point

to

all

of

this

and

its

al-

ways

been

You