Grace and peace of the earth Oh servants and prophets, fruit of the vine Drunken with the blood, the blood of the saints
With sleeping instructions A bedroom revelation In new hibernation, flowing through in motion Time goes by, Still we're holding on to the mess we made
Forever free, soaring in circles again Oh faithful and true Rise from the dead You are worthy Oh glory Under the skies
Hell, we made it this far Every mountain, day after day In the wilderness Sand of the sea
Behind the revolutions Extraordinary patience Soft inspirations paving the way In this cruel world that we live in Don't stop holding on to the mess you made Everyday and every moment You keep holding on to the love you love Oh I'll keep holding on Until you and I smile again someday
