Crown of Thorns in Blue Light

[Verse 1]
Silhouette on my bedroom wall
Blue light flickers across these hands
I thought I had to hold it all
Turns out I never really could stand
Empty cup on the windowsill
Tear tracks drying on my skin
I’m not brave
I’m not strong
I’m not “will”
I’m the mess that I am in
[Pre-Chorus]
But You don’t look away
You don’t step aside
You sit in the silence
Where I try to hide (oh)
[Chorus]
I’m not okay
But I am Yours
On the floor with this heart
That is bruised and torn
You wear my pain
Like a crown of thorns
I’m not okay
But I am Yours
[Verse 2]
Every prayer feels half-formed
Half-true
Like a sentence I can’t complete
But somehow You still pull me through
Every tangle at Your feet
Shaking hands
But You hold them still
Breathing in when I’ve lost my air
I bring You what I cannot heal
You turn my breaking into prayer
[Pre-Chorus]
You don’t rush the ache
You don’t change the frame
You sit in the shadows
And You call my name (yeah)
[Chorus]
I’m not okay
But I am Yours
On the floor with this heart
That is bruised and torn
You wear my pain
Like a crown of thorns
I’m not okay
But I am Yours
[Bridge]
Here in the blue light
You see the worst of me
You lay Your wounded hands
On what I tried to hide and keep
If this is all I have
It’s all I’ll ever bring
A breaking
Beating heart
For a broken
Healing King (oh)
[Chorus]
I’m not okay
But I am Yours
Every crack
Every scar
You are leaning toward
You wear my pain
Like a crown of thorns
I’m not okay
But I am Yours
I’m not okay
But I am Yours (ooh)

Intimate worship ballad over soft felted piano and airy pads. Female vocals, close and breathy at first, almost confessional. Verse 1 sparse with piano only; subtle pads and distant vocal swells bloom in the pre-chorus. Chorus lifts with wider reverb, stacked harmonies, and a gentle tom pulse. Final chorus adds a soaring top melody and sustained strings, ending on a quiet, lingering chord and whispered ad-lib., soft, moody, healing, worship, light