The time [bad word] It [bad word] soon
I feel it in my bones, I feel it in my shoes
I was lost, but now I'm found
And all my troubles are turning around
Oh I feel I've been so close to you
Heavens holding my hand
And I'm ready to break on through
So I'm tearing down the walls inside
Letting go of all my pride
Make it home before the lie
I dont need to hide inside this shell
This shell
No more
I dont know my right from left
And I've been going around this bend
So many miles I have roamed
Lately I feel like [bad word] home
Oh I'm getting so close to you
Heavens lighting a candle and I'm ready
To break on through
So I'm tearing down the walls inside letting go
Of all my pride
Make it home before the lie
I dont need to hide inside this shell
This shell no more
No more
Oh no, no, no, no more, no more
So I'm tearing down the walls inside letting go
Of all my pride
Make it home before the lie
I dont need to hide inside this shell
This shell no more
No more
This shell, this shell, this shell