Grace and peace of the earth
Oh servants and prophets, fruit of the vine
Drunken with the blood, the blood of the saints
With sleeping instructions
A bedroom revelation
In new hibernation, flowing through in motion
Time goes by,
Still we're holding on to the mess we made
Forever free, soaring in circles again
Oh faithful and true
Rise from the dead
You are worthy
Oh glory
Under the skies
Hell, we made it this far
Every mountain, day after day
In the wilderness
Sand of the sea
Behind the revolutions
Extraordinary patience
Soft inspirations paving the way
In this cruel world that we live in
Don't stop holding on to the mess you made
Everyday and every moment
You keep holding on to the love you love
Oh I'll keep holding on
Until you and I smile again someday
