The Tempest

You got your way like lullabies
Is that the lie that you hoped for?
The closing fist and the butterfly
Tell me that’s the way that you want it
And would you settle for a piece of enough?
A broken back to deliver
When you carry your heart of gold
And sell us all down the river

There’s no saints
Save for the strength to stand
For the rise of the righteous man
Let time be the witness, the riot, the rain
There’s no saints
Only the thunder in skin, the frailty
There’s no saints
We are the rising cascade, the rolling wave
There’s no saints to save me

Want me to watch like mother’s eyes?
I got your witness here for you, I
I see the first and the last to be mine
Nothing more for my soul to magnify
I see the beauty in the bliss as it bleeds
I hear the thunder before me
And it wasn’t a weight you gave me
Don’t need no saint to save me

There’s no saints
Save for the strength to stand
For the rise of the righteous man
But we are the tempest, the rapture, the rage
There’s no saints
Only the storm and the sin, the beauty
There’s no saints
We are the blood and the blame
The stone, the same
There’s no saints to save me

The sea, the storm was always you
The call of the cascade
I see no God in here but you
The water, the cascade
And we could drown the world in truth, in concord
So dare I just let them set their fires?
They’ll find no witness
I’ll swear by no saints