Two months is, too little

They let him go, they had no ... sudden healing

To think that, providence would

Take a child from his mother while she prays

Is appalling

Who told us we'd be rescued?

What has changed and why should we be saved, from nightmares?

We're asking why this happens

To us, who have died to live?

It's unfair

This is what it means, to be held

How it feels, when the sacred is torn from your life

And you survive

This is what it is, to be loved

And to know that the promise was

When everything fell, we'd be held

This hand is, bitterness

We want to taste it, let the hatred know our sorrow

The wise hands opens slowly

To lilies of the valley and tomorrow

This is what it means, to be held

How it feels, when the sacred is torn from your life

And you survive

This is what it is, to be loved

And to know, that the promise was when everything fell

We'd be held

If hope is born of ... suffering

If this is only the beginning

Can we not wait, for one hour

Watching for our Saviour?

This is what it means, to be held

How it feels, when the sacred is torn from your life

And you survive

This is what it is, to be loved

And to know, that the promise was, when everything fell

We'd be held!

This is what it is, to be loved

And to know that the promise was, when everything fell

We'd be held!

This is what it means to be held ...