(Holmes/Mackintosh)



The fire is gone, a time to search and then replace

Ill never know just how the blind can lead the way



They search for faith, it shows the way... it leads the way

The distant smile, banished denial, no more denial



Are you the one who tries to send me to the grave

I cannot know who deals resent who deals the pain



Weak search for faith

A path to take, you tread in vain