To What End

Misguided satellite I circle by habit 
 Can't find my orbit to save my life 
 I want to fall, I want to burn 
 Like an ignorant crater less meteorite 

 Long ago I was derailed, long ago the mission failed 
 But in the distance there appears a light 

 Disgruntled architect building a palace 
 Can't make it perfect to save my life 
 Victim less crime ride the wrecking ball in 
 Evacuate now while I breathe dynamite 

 Efforts all to no avail, I'm perfections countervail 
  
 I'm torn in pieces, I'm made in contrite 

 And in my darkest hour 
 The brightest light draws near to me 
 A torch to end all torches 
 This is the light that sets me free 

 All shadows burn away now 
 But by his grace I am sustained 
 Though all was lost 
 Now all is found and more is gained 

 Lift me up 
 Make me whole 

 Lift me up and make me whole 
 Instill in me a new hope 
 Breathe new life into my soul