QUICKSAND JESUS

She caught the melting sky
It burned but still the winter passes by and by
To the other side
A slow parade of wind
That blows through trees
That wilted with the season´s children

Are we saved by the words of bastard saints?
Do we live in fear or faith?
Tell me now who´s behind the rain

A maze of tangled grace
The symptoms of ´for real´
Are crumbling from embrace
But still we chase...
The shadows of belief
And new religion clouds our visions of the roots

Of our souls
Are we ashamed of our own fate?
Or play the fool for our own sake?

Tell me who´s behind the rain
What do we need? Where do we go?
When we get where we don´t know
Why should we doubt the virgin white of fallen snow?

When faith's our shelter from the cold
(Solo)
Oh, ooh whoa...
What do we need? Where do we go?

When we get where we don´t know
Why should we doubt the virgin white of fallen snow?
When faith's our shelter from the cold
Quicksand Jesus I´m so far away
Without you
Quicksand Jesus I´m so far away
Without you, oh ooh whoa oh...
Quicksand Jesus I´m so far away
Quicksand Jesus I´m so far away
Quicksand Jesus I need you
Quicksand Jesus I believe you
Quicksand Jesus I´m so far away... Take me away