One comes of it,
love it, love it, let
go of it.
Love comes from it,
we're not of this world for long.
Faith
and promise
keep me honest.
When starvation falls upon us day,
light told me who I'd be.
Gone with cold words,
spoke among hers,
wretched is
the tongue of their world.
We're not of that world at all.
We will never be.
We stand behind the words we say in the best of times.
Oh,
and you and I know all too well about the
hell and paradise right here on earth.
Keep it, use it, build it, move it.
Claims
can't touch,
it's how time will prove it.
Watch us fly as loud as we can.
Let her heart beat, change what I am now.
Wouldn't it be fine to stand behind
the words we say in the best of times?
