When the white flag sails
Covered in streaks of blood
There'll be an endless sea, of us rising up
And the preacher man, and the preacher's son
We stand on and on, just like everyone

We longing to be free, I won't let you fade away
We shed some many dreams
I won't let them fade away

In the hands of love, we carry on
Stronger than we started
The ash and dust of the trail behind us
Weakest is the blinded
Who we are comes alive, yeah
Who we are comes to life

When the water spills, the glass will break
It drips like tears, rubbing up your face
And the hands will crawl, for the dance of war
But the saints of joy, their bickering will soar

We longing to be free, I won't let you fade away
We shed some many dreams
I won't let them fade away

In the hands of love, we carry on
Stronger than we started
The ash and dust of the trail behind us
Weakest is the blinded
Who we are comes alive, yeah
Who we are comes to life

We longing to be free, I'll let you fade away

In the hands of love, we carry on
Stronger than we started
The ash and dust of the trail behind us
Weakest is the blinded
Who we are comes alive, yeah
Who we are comes to life

We come alive
We come alive
Come alive
We come to life