There's your hope Nailed to the wood There's your dream Buried in the ground Here's your body Battered, bloodied and broken Here's your peace Teetering on the edge of the world You're kneeling somewhere in the middle Of the passion play But with the tired eyes of faith You'll see your resurrection day Feel the dust Clogging up your veins There's your secret Burning in the fire Here's your heart Cold, lonely and desperate Here's all creation Groaning for the day of deliverance Your name is carved here in the headstone The sky is thick with birds of prey But with the tired eyes of faith You'll see your resurrection day Resurrection day will come As surely as the rising sun Death will fight a holy war But it will live no more Love will even the score Resurrection day Here's your trust Betrayed with a kiss There's your courage Thrown to the lions Here's your soul Soiled, tattered and thread bare Here's you love Cast out and shunned like a leper You're kneeling somewhere in the middle Of the passion play But with the tired eyes of faith You'll see your resurrection day You're kneeling somewhere in the middle Of the passion play But with the tired eyes of faith You'll see your resurrection day