Holding firm through every season
Through my own contempt for reason
Empty spaces where our words dwelled
Climbing up one hundred stairwells
Moments when the secret passage
twists on a relentless fashion
We have no desire to find our way

Yet here we are, standing strong
In the midst of it all

And we don't really need another path to take

We don't need another heartache

Dodging eyes of condemnation
Breathing deep in our salvation
People pull with tireless passion
Stretching limbs in each direction
One who claims to know what's true by
pasting thoughts with thread and glue
They're filling broken bottles with new wine

Yet here we are, standing strong

In the midst of it all

And we don't really need another path to take
we don't really need another path to take

And we don't really need another path to take

We don't need another heartache

Clinging to what's left in us alive

We're waiting for the chaos to subside

And I'm breathing in the stillness of your heart

The hope for release, for peace

Here we are, standing strong..

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