Torches
There's beauty in your simplicity
There's life in your words and in me
Is it wise to focus on all of these wars we've fought so long?

The streetlights are gleaming as torches are burning
Of an army that's coming from nowhere fast
The streetlights are gleaming as torches are burning
Of an army that wants to keep us in the past
Life is right on the other side and the TV, their angels say
"Please stay tuned and we'll show you the way.”

I still may not be a perfect man
Your grace is why I am who I am
I'm done trying to stand out above
And I'll find rest in your perfect love
Grace has washed my transgressions away
Your love is why hate is falling away