Lyrics

The battle lines are clearly drawn.
The love for all seems nearly gone.
We look around, confused are we.
Who’s our enemy?

In the mirror we dimly see.
A dreary image of reality.
We look away and strain to see.
Our destiny.

We search the world for truth in full.
What’s good, and pure, and beautiful.
Wading deep in rivers of the soul.
We’re weary seekers of what’s best.
Our bodies burdened from the quest.
To find the treasure buried back in time.

The Word divine.

Of politics and war and sin.
There’s no escaping this and when,
We hear the news of what’s gone wrong.
We shake our heads and move along.

Our life is but a fleeting glance.
Full of doubts and circumstance.
We look for truth in East and West.
But our enemy is death.

We search the world for truth in full.
What’s good, and pure, and beautiful.
Wading deep in rivers of the soul.
We’re weary seekers of what’s best.
Our bodies burdened from the quest.
To find the treasure buried back in time.

The Word divine.

Shallow is the mind that we’ve become.
We water down what’s right and what is wrong.
Our spirit yearns for what is true.
But where to turn to find a clue?

We search the world for truth in full.
What’s good, and pure, and beautiful.
Wading deep in rivers of the soul.
We’re weary seekers of what’s best.
Our bodies burdened from the quest.
To find the treasure buried back in time.

The Word divine.
The Word divine.
The Word divine.