Comrades That We May One Day Be The Same
Oh my friends
Were we lied to
Were we dreaming?
My love's gone
I don't believe
As I once did
With outstretched arms
I search for You
My hands tremble
(With open eyes, I strain my sight.)
I see nothing
Beaten and naked
We are formless
Searching for someone to repaint us
I could not know
What I'd been taught
Was who You are
When it was not
Goodness from
Eternal hands
It wasn't glory
I want Your heart
To beat with mine
I've spent myself
Keeping time
Give up this ghost
This eidolon
It isn't glory
Glory
