Hope
This is what blind men see,
A world of no disease
Flawless and perfect
Oh, how it's worthless
The tides of your time
are ending and you are blind
This is what blind men see,
a world of no disease.
Lord open up their eyes,
their sin is blinding.
Your grace is overwhelming
Vision is returning
Without a care in the world
You forget what's going wrong
Doubting everything you've heard
Don't get dragged along
Your hearts are hardened as you live
You're ruled by a number
Living just as your fathers did
Awaken from your slumber
In this diseased world
It's so easy to fall asleep
To fall asleep
In this diseased world
You were meant to, meant to see
We're meant to see
These bonds don't need to hold you down
Those lies are substance of the ground
Cause we're meant for, much more than
More than the self-worth we have crowned
So turn your back on what you know,
on what you once called your home
Keep walking forward, don't look back
the trail gets harder, I promise that.
This is what blind me see
This is what blind men see,
a world of no disease
Lord open up their eyes,
their sin is blinding
Your grace is overwhelming
Vision is returning
We're meant to see
much more than we
could ever hope for.
We're meant to be
much more than we
could ever hope for.