Shifting Sand

by Caedmon’s Call

album: 40 Acres (1999)

Sometimes I believe all the liesSo I can do the things I should despiseAnd every day I am swayedBy whatever is on my mind

I hear it all depends on my faith So I'm feeling precariousThe only problem I have with these mysteries Is they're so mysterious

And like a consumer I've been thinkingIf I could just get a bit moreMore than my 15 minutes of faith,Then I'd be secure

(Chorus)My faith is like shifting sandChanged by every waveMy faith is like shifting sand So I stand on grace

I've begged you for some proof For my Thomas eyes to seeA slithering staff, a leperous handAnd lions resting lazily

A glimpse of your back-side gloryAnd this soaked altar going ablazeBut you know I've seen so muchI explained it away

Chorus

Waters rose as my doubts reignedMy sand-castle faith, it slipped awayFound myself standing on your graceIt'd been there all the time

(Chorus repeated)Stand on grace

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