I was chasing down the days of fear

Chasing down a dream before it disappeared

I was aching to be somewhere near, 

Your voice was all I heard 

I was shaking from a storm in me, 

Haunted by the spectres that we had to see 

Yeah I wanted to be the melody, 

Above the noise, above the hurt.



I was young

Not dumb

Just wishing to be blinded

By you

Brand new

And we were pilgrims on our way



I woke up at the moment when the miracle occurred

Heard a song that made some sense out of the world

Everything I ever lost, now has been returned

In the most beautiful sound I’d ever heard.



We got language so we can’t communicate

Religion so I can love and hate

Music so I can exaggerate my pain, and give it a name



I was young

Not dumb

Just wishing to be blinded

By you

Brand new

And we were pilgrims on our way



I woke up at the moment when the miracle occurred

Heard a song that made some sense out of the world

Everything I ever lost, now has been returned

In the most beautiful sound I’d ever heard.



We can hear you

We can hear you

We can hear you



I woke up at the moment when the miracle occurred

I get so many things I don’t deserve

All the stolen voices will someday be returned

The most beautiful sound I’d ever heard



Your voices will be heard

Your voices will be heard