The Breaks lyrics

Artist  : Rich Mullins 
Song : The Breaks



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"Here is my heart take what you want

'Cause I have no use for it anyway 
Well
of all the stupid things I've ever said 
This
could be the worst may be the best 
But those
are the breaks 
These are the bruises 
And
if I can't give myself away I'm the only one who
loses 
And I don't want to lose this


It is the sea that makes the sailor

And the land that shapes the sea 
And I do
not know yet what I am made of 
Or all I may
someday be 
And it is the wood that makes a
carpenter 
It's the very tools of his trade

And it is love that makes a lover 
And a
cross that makes a saint 

Here is my song
listen if you will 
But I have no heart for it
anymore 
I just have half a mind to cut it
loose 
And if it sails off into the blue

Then I'll just let it soar 
And the sky is
better keeping 
And I won't be any poorer

For giving it its freedom 
And here's one
for freedom 

It is the sea that makes the
sailor 
And the land that shapes the sea

And I do not know yet what I am made of

Or all I may someday be 
It is the wood
that makes a carpenter 
It's the very tools of
his trade 
And it is love that makes a lover

And a cross that makes a saint 

Well
of all the stupid things I've ever said 
This
could be the worst may be the best 
But those
are the breaks"