Ready to Burn

there is so much junk in my house
Left to lay there by a broken heart,
But the heart is mending
And proud of its new scar;
It's a long winding road on a map
Showing pit stops along the way.
Ready to clean up this house;
Ready to burn, ready to build;
Ready to strip away everything
That stands between the heart
And that old invisible God.
If you listen closely,
You can hear his labored breath;
Surely old God has a few scars
Of his own.