Rock, Medium tempo, building, dramatic, emotional, dark, intense, alternative, heavy rocking chorus, mysterious, Female vocals, acoustic guitar, percussion, strings, distorted electric guitar, bass, drums, organ
Overwhelmed by places I cannot erase the memory of our fall Oh, but its a time to recognize my saints But Im not waking up at all Pray over my head Fill up on the bread Its all that I have to give while you may violently repent For something I said But I never asked for a second chance Just for this one to be a life I wont resent CHORUS I see faces and colors That long for each other But I cant live in the palm of your hand Sisters and Brothers Look out for each other For who wants to be misled Oh... Open wide our stances For the silent dances are not just for us to be redeemed Every breath we take is overturned By our intentions of getting to where we want to be Pray over my head That I may be well fed That we may discover love before were old And before our deathbed May we be protected from dangers and lies in the stories we have been told CHORUS I see faces and colors Love one another