We are bruised and broken masterpieces
But we did not paint ourselves
And where will I find You?
-Switchfoot, "Economy of Mercy"
Do me a favor
Would you tell me when to let go?
'Cause I think I'm holding on
Tell me tomorrow has come
With open arms
If you say it's time to move on
Then I'll stop holding on
If you stay that it's time for moving on
Time for moving on
- Switchfoot
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