Broken Things

2025-10-29

(acoustic guitar intro) [Verse 1] God must love broken things—He made a world full of them Cracked clay that holds the rain, wheat from winter-killed stems Pruned vines that bear the weight of every August bloom Ground that has to break apart before there's any room [Refrain] He's got a way with broken things Turns the fallow into green (short acoustic guitar interlude) [Verse 2] God must love broken things—He keeps every one of them I saw an orphan with half a toy, limping up to ask If there was any fixing it, or if it's too far gone The man just smiled and said bring here, let me see what's wrong [Refrain] He's got a way with broken things Holds what no one else would keep [Verse 3] God must love broken things—He makes a home for them I come from fighting and from silence, both cuts just as deep My mind's a room I'm scared to enter when the dark comes on But there's a light that finds me even when I think it's gone (short guitar interlude) [Refrain] He's got a way with broken things Shines when it's too dark to see [Verse 4] God must love broken things—He became one of them He knows the weight of wood and nails, the way a body breaks How love pours in right where we split, how scars can shine like gold The world throws out what can't be fixed—He calls it worth the hold [Final Refrain] He's got a way with broken things What the world throws out, He holds close He's got a way with broken things Broken things grow beautiful oh yeah Broken things are beautiful to Him. (acoustic guitar fades and resolves to root on final note)