The Authors
They're letting their eyes cross
Cause 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?