When I hide, I feel alive
When I can't see the day it can't see me
But we'll preach the coming night
When it comes time
Every urge to pry the eyes
Of the rich and the desperate sings to me
Sit in quiet and holy fire
When it comes time
Don't brace yourself
Live like a martyr
And what it means to me
Parts the oceans of my heart that they can't see
And we'll throw the world aside
When it comes time
