And with hope Faith's gifts fade away Beaten and cold Oh lord what gentle pain One sad thought Carried on ocean's wings Hope left sympathy Alone to feel regret I was warned This dream never ends Rich is pain Wealth in ugliness Gift of fear True for me alone Hand of light Holding on the tops of trees Pull me back To the hope of their hope Pull me back This dream will truly end Soiled in grace My faith is strong, not my Heart Eyes away A quiet lie to be the last