If Love Could Catch

If depression was a train,
I was a passenger.
If pain was a drizzle,
I was soaked through.
If love was a fire,
I was shivering beside cold embers.
If confusion was a car,
I was belted in.
If clarity was a book,
The pages were torn out.
No, love couldn't catch,
Me now.
Love couldn't catch,
Me now.
 
Lost and alone,
Trapped by my own mind.
How do you free yourself,
When you can't see the way out?
 
If depression was a train,
I was a passenger.
Heartbreak had the controls,
And love couldn't catch me now.
 
If depression was a train,
I was a passenger.
If pain was a drizzle,
I was soaked through.
If love was a fire,
I was shivering beside cold embers.
If confusion was a car,
I was belted in.
If clarity was a book,
The pages were torn out.
No, love couldn't catch,
Me now.
Love couldn't catch,
Me now.
 
This labyrinth has no light,
Save for the flickering souls.
So many traveled here,
So many never escaped.
 
But I know the One,
Who opens up the skies,
I know the one,
Who breaks chains with His word.
 
He lived to die,
To be the way;
He died to live,
To set me free.
 
If depression was a train,
He stopped the tracks.
If pain was a drizzle,
He dried me off.
If love was a fire,
He built it in me.
If confusion was a car,
He was the red light.
If clarity was a book,
He was the author.
Yes, love can catch,
You now.
Love can catch,
You now.
 

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