The sun comes out from a sea of clouds
I shed my disguise, we laugh out loud
I am sure that someday soon, we'll all be just fine
And I hear a choir of angels on a dead-end street
The faces of children make me believe
That someday, someday soon, the dark will subside
So we're calling out answers we don't know
Calling on friends we thought we'd lost
We all have to see what we've become
Waiting on chances so far gone
Hoping our answers light the dark
Praying someday soon we'll understand
As we search for the Promised Land
I see a Holy host of sweet confusion
And we all bleed but some men choose to stand up
Stand up straight when there's something to lose
It's not armies at war, a search for the truth
The questions we ask leave us more confused
There's nowhere left to rest, so what can we do?
So we're calling out answers we don't know
Calling on friends we thought we'd lost
We all have to see what we've become
Waiting on chances so far gone
Hoping our answers light the dark
Praying someday soon we'll understand
As we search for the Promised Land
I swear I believe
I said I swear I believe
I said I swear I believe
I said I swear I believe
I said I swear I believe
I said I swear I believe
I said I swear I believe
I said I swear I believe
I said...
So we're calling out answers we don't know
Calling on friends we thought we'd lost
We all have to see what we've become
Waiting on chances so far gone
Hoping our answers light the dark
Praying someday soon we'll understand
As we search for the Promised Land
I swear I believe
I said I swear I believe
I said I swear I believe
I said I swear I believe
I said I swear I believe
I said I swear I believe
I said I swear I believe
I said I swear I believe
I said I swear I believe
I said...
Writer(s): Paul Hammer, Zach Berkman, Ronald Pope
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