Before my faith runs out
never to be recovered
I have to do this
before I stop believing
that miracles can happen
I have to take this test
and pass it

From where they’re standing
they’d think I’m being too reckless
they might say
I ought to know better
but they can’t see
the shipwrecks and plane crashes
that led me to this moment
leaning against
the chipped pillars
of my strength
that are still standing
I am hemorrhaging innocence
and my religion is almost dead
all the color’s gone
my life is flashing before my eyes
and with the last ounce
of naïveté
left in my veins
I am reaching out to you
and never letting go