Seeing is Believing
Seeing is believing,
How many moons has that darkness hid?
All my good friends, all my dead ends,
Some to thank and some to forgive.
Oh my father, I've got your fever.
I'm holding my breath in your wishing well.
This is just time's thirst. This is just everything hurts.
You feel your own breath- the rest is hard to tell.
It's gonna lift your eyes up
All you haven't seen just yet, all you're holding to be.
It's gonna lift. You rise up.
No, it's not a lot to hold, but this life is going to make you believe.
I know it will
Seeing is believing,
How many moons has our own darkness hid?
Hear the train brakes. Hear all your old voices shake
As you are saying it right now, just like it is.
It's gonna lift your eyes up,
All you haven't seen just yet, all you're holding to be.
It's gonna lift. You rise up.
No, it's not a lot to hold, but this life is going to make you believe.
I know it will