Most days our flag flows
Whichever way winds blow
That's the way things go
Most days faith stays blind
Conceded by desire
Like winds that blow
That's the way things go
May your love, anchor us
May your love, anchor us
The genius wasted
To commit curse and wind?
But for grace we go
The unseen scares us
The true remains untried
In our hearts onto
Let our hearts in You
May your love, anchor us
May your love, anchor us
May your love, anchor us