they're letting their eyes cross
cuz they don't know, they don't know what we know
that these lights are only here to lead us in the wrong direction

or to a false impression

impact is up to us


and it's all these days that kept us so far away
we can break out of this name

we could give ourselves meaning
we were never sorry for the choices that we made
not to sing in your name, but what is faith?


not in the mood to chase, not after these things will never change
a small claim to the stories we've told

who says we're wrong?
with waking arms we stood so strong


impact is inevitable, and it's up to us

i hope i'm not the only one with these words sitting on my tongue

(i'm not afraid to say this) only drowning men could see
and that's not enough for me


oh, what is faith?