The prairies have been stained with the colour of the wine Nothing was fine Your hands have been struck as well as your sins washed away It was not your fault, it was just life Making you to find another way And the cold that froze what's left behind Is the wick that ignites your hopeless mind And the cold that froze what's left behind Is the wick that ignites your beaten mind Now the hills that saw you grow, they're something to behold Just hold on, hope Cause every open hole has been all covered by stones And they won't refloat Let the cold that broke your heart and mine Be the wick that ignites a true love sign Think about each of those who stayed behind We won't collapse this time Gaze my eyes, let love grow We won't be judged for what we've done And help us Lord, we are your sons So please, forgive what we've become What we've become What we've become