Quicksand Jesus
She caught the melting sky
It burned but still the winter passes by and by
To the other side
A slow parade of wind
That blows through trees
That wilted with the seasonÒ‘s children
Are we saved by the words of bastard saints?
Do we live in fear or faith?
Tell me now whoÒ‘s behind the rain
A maze of tangled grace
The symptoms of Ò‘for realÒ‘
Are crumbling from embrace
But still we chase...
The shadows of belief
And new religion clouds our visions of the roots
Of our souls
Are we ashamed of our own fate?
Or play the fool for our own sake?
Tell me whoÒ‘s behind the rain
What do we need? Where do we go?
When we get where we donÒ‘t know
Why should we doubt the virgin white of fallen snow?
When faith's our shelter from the cold
(Solo)
Oh, ooh whoa...
What do we need? Where do we go?
When we get where we donÒ‘t know
Why should we doubt the virgin white of fallen snow?
When faith's our shelter from the cold
Quicksand Jesus IÒ‘m so far away
Without you
Quicksand Jesus IÒ‘m so far away
Without you, oh ooh whoa oh...
Quicksand Jesus IÒ‘m so far away
Quicksand Jesus IÒ‘m so far away
Quicksand Jesus I need you
Quicksand Jesus I believe you
Quicksand Jesus IÒ‘m so far away... Take me away