Oh dream on the prary,
Oh dance of electricity,
Oh chance to be to bit,
I dreamt more than zen,
i dreamt more than hollow,
the ages of the past all broken and swallowed

faith is my name,
i’d heard it before,
the truth could go through you,

the pace could ignore,

the dance of a lion,
the chase from a dying,
the grace of a killing,
the smile of a lion,

faith is that you?
he sat there subdued
why didn’t you call,
all empty and bold,
all challenged and tall,
the wreath cometh to form,

the snow where we'd dance on,
the tiles breaking motions,
all tiptoeing motions.