[CsAm]

The fiber of this life is paper thin

A spider's web can be torn by a shift in the wind

And the mirror pool is shattered when you toss a pebble in

CHORUS:

And I'm not afraid to admit that I'm afraid

Bewildered by the great and the terrible way we're made

Oh that my eyes could shed these scales

I can almost make out the shape of a face

Just beyond the veil

Questions crowd my heart and will not pass

My prayers are lost in silence and the sky is like brass

But I'll stay on my knees until my answer comes at last

CHORUS

Closer to the flame

We drink our cup of pain

And it burns us to the bone

In the fire we find a strength

Greater than our own

Than our own

CHORUS