Cold Saturday, lost all nerve
Three years of work is this whats been earned?
Lock the doors, hike up the cloak
Cant forget the curses, I can still smell the smoke

What was I to say that night?
So many faces, so many angry eyes
Tears run past my chin
I guess I was wrong and you were right again

Cling to the words, cling to his hand
Perhaps tomorrow I will understand

Chorus:
Ill abandon all my doubt
Promise made, crimson on the ground
Ill abandon all my fear
Because abandoned I will not be

Confusion chains, feel so alone
Where is this house, where is this home?
Just not so sure anymore,
What I believe and why I left my shores

A whole world laughs and calls it insane
but I refuse to surrender when my memory remains
Been to the wedding, tasted the wine
Ive seen the dead man walk with my own eyes

Cling to the proof, Ill cling to the faith
Perhaps tomorrow it will be okay