It's possibly the most honest, relevant line in a song I've heard in, well, ever. I don't know what to do with a love like that. I really don't. I want so bad to believe in this love, but I'm also more afraid of it than I've ever been of anything. There's a world of difference between intellectual belief and this thing I'm facing down. It's raw, and emotional, and it's the kind of thing that will tear everything apart and rebuild it. Everything I 'know' would cease to exist. The 'truths' I've built my life on aren't true, and on some level I'm aware of that...but I haven't yet learned to throw open the doors to the dark cellars of my soul and let the light shine down. There's believing and there's believing. I want to believe, God. Help me believe. Oh, God, help me. _________________________________________________________________________________________________________
And the problem is this We were bought with a kiss But the cheek still turned Even when it wasn’t hit
And I don’t know What to do with a love like that And I don’t know How to be a love like that
When all the love in the world Is right here among us And hatred too And so we must choose What our hands will do
Where there is pain Let there be grace Where there is suffering Bring serenity For those afraid Help them be brave Where there is misery Bring expectancy And surely we can change Surely we can change Something
And the problem it seems Is with you and me Not the Love who came To repair everything
And I don’t know What to do with a love like that And I don’t know How to be a love like that
When all the love in the world Is right here among us And hatred too And so we must choose What our hands will do
Where there is pain Let us bring grace Where there is suffering Bring serenity For those afraid Let us be brave Where there is misery Let us bring them relief And surely we can change Surely we can change Oh surely we can change Something
Oh, the world’s about to change The whole world’s about to change
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