Below the Surface - 4th Point

Why do I try to point a finger?

Why do I try to meet my ends?

Am I living or am I just pretending?

What makes up what’s inside of me?

Deeper than the blood I bleed

There’s something hidden

Hidden underneath

'Cause we are longing souls, wanting more

Taking shelter from the end of us

Holding on to what’s gone

I’m looking up to a world, to a world beyond us

A world beyond us, a world beyond us

Now I go and I stop for a moment

Looking at what I’ve become and

I can’t fill this need that’s trapped inside of me

I try to go and meet these places

Try to fill these empty spaces

But I can’t erase what’s written underneath

'Cause we are longing souls, wanting more

Taking shelter from the end of us

Holding on to what’s gone

I’m looking up to a world, to a world beyond us

A world beyond us, a world beyond us

I’m not sure what I need

But this weight is pulling me

I try my best to just hold on

But I know You’re my only hope

'Cause we are longing souls, wanting more

Taking shelter from the end of us

Holding on to what’s gone

I’m looking up to a world, to a world, to a world