new faith

Another time another place a different feeling different pace

Gaudiness and greed oh it seems to be a universal place

Oh these things you know but cannot show, these seeds that you sew, how can you believe?

This trust in good so misunderstood. How come you cannot grieve?

Oh she's listening to these feelings within

And to capture the mood sometimes she stops to breathe

But now her insides, oh they must go run and hide

Cause these thoughts for folks she wears they are not free

But when the fires done the ashes spun it leaves her in a cloud

And these songs of praise oh her mind does raise

And she sings aloud and she sings aloud