The storm is wild enough for sailing.
The bridge is weak enough to cross.
This body frail enough for fighting.
I'm home enough to know I'm lost.
Home enough to know I'm lost.
It's just enought to be strong
In the broken places, in the broken places.
It's just enough to be strong.
Should the world rely on faith tonight.
The land unfit enough for planting.
Barren enough to conceive.
Poor enough to gain the treasure.
Enough a cynic to believe.
Enough a cynic to believe.
Confused enough to know direction.
The sun eclipsed enough to shine.
Be still enough to finally tremble.
And see enough to know I'm blind.
And see enough to know I'm blind.
Should the world rely on faith tonight.
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