Most days our flag flows
Whichever way winds blow
That's the way things go

Most days faith stays blind
Conceded by desire
Like winds that blow
That's the way things go

May your love, anchor us
May your love, anchor us

The genius wasted
To commit curse and wind?
But for grace we go

The unseen scares us
The true remains untried
In our hearts onto
Let our hearts in you

May your love, anchor us
May your love, anchor us
May your love, anchor us