Nurturing my saving
Wearing this crown of torns
If willing might just make me Lord
Wonder, my renew will be the news
for my own fading
Can I carry this cross beyond braiding
And there's me doing your demand
So might for choosing for the death
And stood by the way as a fallen heart
And wear crown as burden made me apart
Crown of thorns
Oh, that crown of art
Facing down the hollow skies
Bleeding hope through shallow eyes
Every wound becomes a door
To something I've been dying for
And I
Still kneel before the storm once more
And there's me doing your demand
So might for choosing for the death
And stood by the way as a fallen heart
And wear crown as burden made me apart
Crown of thorns
Oh, that crown of art
And if my pain's divine
Then let me pay the fine
Of living just to die
And rise again in time
Nurturing my saving
Wearing this crown of torns
If willing might just make me Lord
Wonder, my renew will be the news
for my own fading
Can I carry this cross beyond braiding
And there's me doing your demand
So might for choosing for the death
And stood by the way as a fallen heart
And wear crown as burden made me apart
Crown of thorns
Oh, that crown of art
