Faith Raining Back

No island of escape No heart that can't be found The plague at last arrived The ship is run aground The wind has brought pollution Pollution to the soul The suffering and delusion The spirit black as coal Close your eyes, sweet child Come listen to the sound Of faith raining back Faith raining back down The fields are wet with deluge The crops will not be there A life of broken pilgrimage Can never be repaired While a lukewarm invitation Has cast your soul in peril In vulgar conversation, We allowed our lips to settle Close your eyes, sweet child Come listen to the sound Of faith raining back Your faith raining back down There is no Purgatory And there is no in-between Your hesitance and tarry By God's eyes will be seen So wander into morning Your eyes still caked in sleep The glory of awakening Shall raise you among sheep And close your eyes, dear child Come listen to the sound Of your faith raining back Your faith raining back down