Lyrics:

I've been speaking in tongues for eleven days
Oh yeah, that's right
Been standing in the hard rain
Beneath the streetlight
The sanctuary calls my name
Beckons me home
That memory brought me to my knees
On broken bones
It's my turn to try

To pierce the eye
I'm closest to the sky

Eclipsing beams of light

I've been here waiting all this time
For the day to arrive
Anticipation of the killing kind
Keeping it alive
It's my turn to try

To pierce the eye
I'm closest to the sky

Eclipsing beams of light

As I watch it crest upon the hill
No end in sight
The seasons changing against our will
Refusing light
It's my turn to try

To pierce the eye
I'm closest to the sky

Eclipsing beams of light