Reminders

There’s a future for the artist as her canvas stares at her
And for the activist who couldn’t change the world
There’s a future for the child who pushed away her friends
They remind us of ourselves and we understand

So if you want me, then tear me apart
You’ll keep breaking old habits and I’ll keep missing the mark

There’s a future for the soldier who returns from where he’s been
And for the preacher who still doubts the things he says
There’s a future for the widow who will never love again
They remind us of ourselves and we understand

So if you want me, then tear me apart
You’ll keep breaking old habits and I’ll keep missing the mark
Yeah if you want me, then tear me apart
I’ll give you my heartache if you give me your heart