With the Tired Eyes of Faith

There's your hope

Nailed to the wood

There's your dream

Buried in the ground

Here's your body

Battered, bloodied and broken

Here's your peace

Teetering on the edge of the world

You're kneeling somewhere in the middle

Of the passion play

But with the tired eyes of faith

You'll see your resurrection day

Feel the dust

Clogging up your veins

There's your secret

Burning in the fire

Here's your heart

Cold, lonely and desperate

Here's all creation

Groaning for the day of deliverance

Your name is carved here in the headstone

The sky is thick with birds of prey

But with the tired eyes of faith

You'll see your resurrection day

Resurrection day will come

As surely as the rising sun

Death will fight a holy war

But it will live no more

Love will even the score

Resurrection day

Here's your trust

Betrayed with a kiss

There's your courage

Thrown to the lions

Here's your soul

Soiled, tattered and thread bare

Here's you love

Cast out and shunned like a leper

You're kneeling somewhere in the middle

Of the passion play

But with the tired eyes of faith

You'll see your resurrection day

You're kneeling somewhere in the middle

Of the passion play

But with the tired eyes of faith

You'll see your resurrection day