I stand with nothing but the rags of regret
that caress the skin of a beggar standing at your gate
and the sound of midnight
is the only lullaby
my lips still know
it’s a desperate prayer under the unforgiving sky
hallelujah
hallelujah
does the sound of surrender open up the door
have you been standing there all along
waiting for me to leave the ruins
of the life I’ve lived
will you hear the case of a sinner ready to turn
will you answer the call from a broken man
hallelujah
hallelujah
what was broken
can be made new
Kelvin Bueckert 