Faith in Short Supply is inspired by the /r/songaweek theme of “Reverb.”
A journey from a haunting church choir up into an anthemic and epic rock chorus.
Lyrics:
It was in the rain
His fear washed away
While hope and ambition seemed to float
The tears of rage
Were wiped from his face
And destiny set on its course
In the face of such loss
It’s easy to see
Why faith is now in short supply
The damning effect
Of a life we once led
Returned to the peace now of rest
Now grey
Soft rain
Purpose redefined
And the tragedy mine
Alone
There’s nothing left to see
Heart beating slow
And thoughts now a blur
The opposites easy to feel
Splintering focus
So quick to pervade
Consciousness sharp razor blade
In the face of such loss
It’s easy to see
Why faith is now in short supply
The damning effect
Of a life we once led
Returned to the peace now of rest
Be quiet
Be still
Be quiet
Be still
The storm will pass
Peace to the land
Be quiet
Be still
Be quiet
Be still
The storm will pass
Peace to the land