Restore

Wearing thin

Her eyes are dimmer than they were when she was loving him at 24 years old

And we’re wearing thin

Like the pictures in the plastic boxes in the basement from another world

And they prove that every story ends

I wanna be made new again

Restore my soul, restore my soul

And it feels like spring

And it feels like things are coming into bloom the way they do when you are 24 years old

So I bought a ring

And I gave it to the girl who I wanna spend my stories with until they’ve all been told

Because I know that every story ends

I wanna be made new again

Restore my soul, restore my soul

My grandpa told me to love her well

Like the kind of story that you wanna tell

The kind that ends with good things, but i don’t think most do

I just pray we see less dimly in this glass we’re looking through

Restore my soul, restore my soul

I’ve been aching for a home with doors that never close

I’ve been breaking but I know we were made to be made whole

Restore my soul