New Mercies

Don't look - I've seen the ending, it's worse than you thought Don't say, don't say anything - the silence is what you want Don't watch - I've seen the future, and there are no more miracles I don't mean to sound so cynical, but no one changes that much Is it too late for me to believe in the mornings new mercies? I've been dying just to see a Glimpse of the morning and it's new mercy Oh why, oh why, a conversation reapplied If I speak to the daylight, Will you hold the sun still in the sky so I don't Have to watch how my heroes die by the hand of the night? I wrote their eulogies in my Scattered poetry, yeah, I buried them nearby Is it too late for me to believe in the mornings new mercies? I've been dying just to see a Glimpse of the morning and it's new mercies The morning and it's new mercies Here lies the paradox - the shouting match, the silent God The push and pull of faith unseen, I nurse my bleeding unbelief I don't know what to say, the sun knows everything All I do is fight your words, So let's not act like I deserve the morning and it's new mercies Oh, the morning and it's new mercies So, is it too late for me to believe in the mornings new mercies? I've been dying just to see a Glimpse of the morning and it's new mercies The mornings new mercies