"We are all made out of shipwrecks, every single board
washed and bound like crooked teeth on these rocky shores
so come on and let’s wash each other with tears of joy and tears of grief
and fold our lives like crashing waves and run up on this beach
come on and sew us together, tattered rags stained forever
we only have what we remember

Because every church is made out of shipwrecks
from every hull these rocks have claimed
but we pick ourselves up, and try and grow better through the change"

- Listener