Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Never Dim Aka Faithless Hands, artist - The Waiting. Date of issue: 31.12.1996
Song language: English
Never Dim Aka Faithless Hands |
| I think I smell the sunset |
| Think I feel the close of day |
| Clean shaven correspondents |
| Are all crowded at the gate |
| Smell the oil from their torches |
| Their voices growing more irate |
| Sheperd’s staves are crooked |
| Leading every crooked way |
| All the sheep lock their doors |
| Yeah, they’re pulling down their shades |
| The faithful looking in their mirrors |
| The faithful growing old and gray |
| But I look at you |
| Your eyes are clear and bright |
| I see your face |
| It’s an amazing sight |
| Your glory Lord |
| Is still a burning light |
| The light that all our faithless hands |
| Could never dim |
| Think I smell the sunset |
| Think I smell the death of day |
| People laughing at a funeral |
| People dancing at a wake |
| All the seasons blend together |
| This bird’s losing feathers everyday |
| But I look at you |
| Your eyes are clear and bright |
| I see your face |
| It’s an amazing sight |
| Your glory Lord |
| Is still a burning light |
| The light that all our faithless hands |
| Could never dim |
| And everybody’s tired and scared |
| And begging unbelief |
| But you have yet to break a sweat |
| You’re not afraid |
| You’re not afraid |
| I think I smell the sunset |
| Think I feel the close of day |
| Sheperd’s staves are crooked |
| Leading every crooked way |
| People laughing at a funeral |
| People dancing at a wake |