Broken Tree

The gold is gone, the locks are torn away
We're dancing in the ruins of the day

You're reaching for the hand that took the
Bread, ignoring every word the Savior said

A crowded square, a choice within the light
But shadows look much better in the night

You're cheering for the ghost, a ghost inside the hall
While turning your back on the one who heals it all

Oh, we love the thief who stole the spark
We hold his name and keep him in the dark

We choose the poison, throw the water out
Lost inside the rhythm of our doubt

Why save the one who came to set us free?
When we can worship at the broken tree

Yeah, we choose a thief, yeah, we choose a thief
The mirror cracks, the colors start to bleed

We cultivate the most destructive seed
He's standing there, his hands are reaching wide

But you've got something you would rather hide
You want the fire, you don't want the rain

You rather find a hero in the pain
In every age, the story stays the same

We trade the life for just a hollow name
Oh, we love the thief who stole the spark

We hold his name and keep him in the dark
We choose the poison, throw the water out

Lost inside the rhythm
Lost inside the rhythm of our doubt

Why save the one who came to set us free?
When we can worship at the broken tree

Yeah, we choose a thief
Yeah, we choose the
Yeah, we choose a
Yeah: We choose the beat

We choose the choose in the light
In the light, the choice is yours