Losers
All the lovely losers
Who never thought you’d hear your name
Outside
Always on the outside
Empty at the wishing well
But time will tell
Blessed be
The ones who know that they are weak
They shall see
The Kingdom come to the broken ones
Blessed be
Thirsty
Like you’re drinking from a salt sea
But one day you’ll be satisfied
Hungry
For the taste of mercy
If only you could have your fill
One day you will
Blessed be
The ones who know that they are weak
They shall see
The Kingdom come to the broken ones
Blessed be
Not for the strong, the beautiful, the brave
Not for the ones who think they’ve got it made
It’s for the poor, the broken, and the meek
It’s for the ones who look a lot like you and me
Blessed be
The ones who know that they are weak
They shall see
The Kingdom come to the broken ones
Blessed be
