We’re made of clay
Left long in the place
Fire makes us brittle
Gives us our shape
And all that remains
Two fragile flames
Dancing like Jesus
Don’t come without pain

See you later
Broken by the hurt
Broken by the hurt
Broken by the hurt

Some of us blow money
Some never make it to their feet
Some born lucky, some born hopeless
We’re made of clay
Left long in the place
[?] graces
Melt them away
See you later

Broken by the hurt
Broken by the hurt
Broke open by the hurt
Broke open by the hurt

We all die more than once
In this life butterfly
Lift, lift up
Show me your hard burnt lung

Broken by the hurt
Broken by the hurt
Broken by the hurt
Broke open by the hurt
Open by the hurt

We must die (Broken by the hurt)
More than once (Broke open by the hurt)
In this life butterfly (Broken by the hurt)
Lift, lift up
Show me your hard burnt lung (Broken by the hurt)
Broken by the hurt
Broken by the hurt
Broken by the hurt
Open by the hurt
Open by the hurt
Open by the hurt
Open by the hurt