Your face is old
Though your soul
Betrays the age of your youth
Your suppers cold
But the taverns full
Of those who claim to seek the truth
And the wine runs through
Oh, Let the angels sing before us
Oh, Let the songs refresh a heart of penitence
As our bones waste away in the noise of our age
Still our hearts remain the same by God above
Another song
Another poem
A plead for you to see right through
These broken lungs
This off key tone
It's been so long since someones seen the truth
It's the only thing that I know to do
All we've lost will be found
All we've loved will be raised from the ground
All we've wanted will finally be
Beg of God, beg our hearts
To finally see