We Go Again

In a downpour of confusion I was drenched.
reaching, though I could not grasp
my heart like my hand, broken.
but breaks don`t break me anymore.
Charlotte went Amelia came, and then...

I used to ask why? but I guess why not?
So now who will I choose to become from this?

In sins appeal anchor me home 
in your still waters.

my broken heart still seeks thee Lord.
this broken hand still grips the pen.

In this floodlike Noah I did not drown. We go again!