lyrics
As we walk through the valley we can proudly say That we fear no evil for it’s walking the same way We are so different seeing world as a sacred place Yet our view’s all blurred by the blindness of his grace
Your rod and staff compel me to finally admit The years I’ve spent close to you are the ones that made me quit I’d rather close this book and never look again at you Cause my valley may be lonelier but at least it’s true
We are on the brink of change Strong as stone, blind as rage We are over all the doubts Hands raised high, honest hearts Hands raised high, honest hearts
Your light permits no shadows, especially of doubt But it’s easy to stay deaf with deafness all around A master of hope that only feeds the lucid dream A shepherd of a flock who eats it from within
I decided not to take that bet, not bow nor scrape my knees And stop idealizing world that’s out there praying with its fists Protectors of the life unborn, killers of the living No obedience to a twisted god, no matter how forgiving
We are on the brink of change Strong as stone, blind as rage We are over all the doubts Hands raised high, honest hearts
Honest hearts Hands raised high As two thousand years passed by Eyes closed hard Deaf and mute Highest tree of putrid root
Honest hearts Hands raised high As two thousand years passed by Eyes closed hard Deaf and mute Highest tree of putrid root
Honest hearts Hands raised high As two thousand years passed by Eyes closed hard Deaf and mute Highest tree of putrid root
Honest hearts Hands raised high As two thousand years passed by Eyes closed hard Deaf and mute Highest tree of putrid root