Lyrics Being As An Ocean – Waiting For Morning To Come

I still lie awake at night
Dreaming, doubting, reveling
Please, give my hand the words to write
Because I just need this off my mind

And I’ll sing about love
Even when it’s so hard to trust
Still point towards compassion
Though sometimes I’m scared
(And I’ll sing about love)
And I’ll sing about love
Even when it’s so hard to trust
Still point towards compassion
Though sometimes I’m scared

In truth, this is our escape as much as theirs
Dancing, sweating, bleeding
Passion, give my lungs the air to declare your name
Because I’ve seen gardens wither in apathy and shame
Seen the prevailing of frozen water over the splitting rock
The sweeping of snow o’er the plains

(And I’ll sing about love)

Give me strength to raise your banner
Testify, «Not all is lost!»
Communion, from the crowd to the stage
Baptism in the rhythms
We all lose our way
We all long to be saved, we all bleed the same!
We’re only aching from the weight
We’re only aching
Give us strength, give us passion
Baptism in the rhythms
Give us strength, give us passion
Baptism in the rhythms
Give us strength, give us passion

So child, take up your courage, quiet your mind
They are only the strains of living
The vibrating of the strings
We have to learn to see the beauty
In the struggle, play on when our fingers bleed
I’ll take existence, in all of its substance
Count it all a blessing
This life will stretch and grow you
We’re only aching from beating out the time
And no matter how we mistrust the light
We’re all waiting for morning
We’re all waiting for morning