Faith

Shattered in history Shattered in paint Oh, and the lengths that I'd Stay up late But brought to my space The wonderful things I've learned to waste I should've known That I shouldn't hide To compromise and to covet All what's inside There is no design You'll have to decide If you'll come to know if I'm the faithful kind Time and again (Got all that I need) Time to be brave Content to the phrases That at dawn, we ain't mazes Just some kind of pages This for my sister That for my maple It's not going the road I'd known as a child of God Nor to become stable (So what if I lose? I'm satisfied) Am I dependent in what I'm defending? And do we get to hold what faith provides? Fold your hands into mine I did my believing Seeing every time I know it's lonely in the dark And this year's a visitor And we have to know that faith declines I'm not all out of mine