The hammer once wielded
To shatter this cold, hopeless heart
To be rebuilt with two
The hammer that built a life
With every imperfect and twisted board
Held together with such fragile nails
The hammer
The worn handle
The bent claws
The scarred head
The hammer that so fiercely
Tore it all down
To build it all back
warmer
Stronger
Bigger
That hammer
That has stood the test
Through hell itself
That hammer passed down
Called upon again
To shatter this old, aging heart
The heart
Not warm enough
Not strong enough
Not big enough
This hammer must fiercely
Tear this heart down
To build it all back
Warmer
Stronger
Bigger
Where there used to be room
For barely one
Then two
Three
Four
This hammer
That has stood the test
Needs to build room for more
