Hotel Books - Where We Sleep Is Where We Dream

I know I can’t take anything with me But I hope I can hold on to my memories There are shapes in the patterns on the wall I don’t see people anymore at all My biggest weaknesses become focusing On my weaknesses Wisdom is a door with a key That’s been lost in brokenness Fractured the skeletons of who we were To build hopefulness I’m begging on my knees (please just let me breathe) the doctor needs to sleep (please just let me breathe) God if you’re listening I’ll find my peace with what I see Please just let me breathe Hope is the window with the small breeze Oxygen bleeding on to walls of release Love is growing together until we know enough To not want to know each other at all Where one is void, another is fulfilling Hate and hope hidden In our humble beginnings This has been the death bed of who I was I let my mistakes define me I let my closest friends refine me I let my intake complete me I let my own d