These are the echoes
of all our ways
The injurious crashes
of unpredictable waves

These are the moments
we've been trying to evade
Yet this broken easement
brings us face to face

Hell in the hands
like a tool of the wind
breaking the plans
and our schemes within

Here is the junction
that sets time apart
The strong burning unction
of pain in the heart

Now the divine
invading at last
draws out the dream
for which hope was cast

Your eyes like the storm
mirrored in me
Let the sky split wide
and forgiveness set free