Lagwagon owen meaney

Uncertainty
A foundation built on nothing
I could see
Secure in your immaculate perception
The last resort I thought I'd ever exercise
Now, all that I have to stand on
Grieving from a different point of view
I learn its meaning from you
In life and death and continue
...But faith is just a silent tribute
Mine is just a desperate act
Give him back
I owe him
Throw me a line, I'll suspend my disbelief
And concede following your lead faithfully
Led into this concession with hope and doubt
A seemingly futile gesture
My faith is just a silent tribute
Mine is just a desperate act
Holding on
It's just this desperation that takes me home