Owen Meaney — Lagwagon

Uncertainty A foundation built on nothing I could see Secure in your immaculate perception The last resort I ever thought I'd exercise Now, all that I have to stand on Grieving from a different point of view I learned it's meaning from you In life and death And continue

...But faith is just a Silent tribute Mine is just a desprate act Give him back

I owe him Throw me a line, I'll suspend My disbelief And concede Following your lead Faithfully I'm Led into this concession with hope and doubt A seemingly futile gesture

Faith is just a silent tribute Mine is just a desperate act Holding on

It's just this desperation that Takes me home