The sea is stained with the shadow of us as we cut through the skies overhead
It moves through the opaque chasm of black as the sky, disappearing, melts red

Inside the churches all turned to dust there are fingernail tracks in the wall
Someone was struggling to find their way out but instead they found nothing at all

And over the sea in a warm sunny place men and women sit watching TV
They say it's a shame anyone has to die, but it was either them or me
And over the sea in a warm sunny place men and women sit watching TV
They say it's a shame anyone has to die, but it was either them or me

It was so easy to gather up embers and watch as the spark caught the chaff
It's harder today when the words that we say are all wasting away in a fight we outlast

All safe and snug locked away in our mansions, we smile feeling comfortably safe
And over the sea there's a dark cold place, out of sight, out of mind, out of reach, washed away

All this talk of war and peace
And what it means to be free
All this conforming and all this rebellion
And the toll that it's taken on me
When we dig up the treasure that we've hidden
And we find our hearts there in the dirt
Do we pledge allegiance to a man or a place
Or ourselves or a flag or a book or a church'
Can power over anyone ever make us free'
Are safety and security all that we believe'
Is there something more to this, a dangerous hope in me
That Jesus Christ is the truth that sets us free

Maybe there's good to be done where darkness abounds
We dare to hope, use love to beat evil down (x a billion)