The Telling Skies

Clouds are rising above us
 A storm is growing within us... the craving for knowing
 The telling skies have spoken in visions, in passing
 The deaf ears seeking shelter in forests of dogma
 Where every branch is bent and broken
 Bury what's evident in shallow argument
 Not able to believe in things greater than men
 Than men, in things greater than men
 Lightning flashing above us
 The strain reflected around us, in bearing our standing
 The telling skies have spoken in visions of warning
 The cowards seeking shelter in closed minds and closed doors
 'til every door is kicked wide open
 Spilling this testament of our enlightenment
 Not able to conceive of things greater than men
 Than men, of things greater than men
 No we can't believe in... in things unseen
 Our towers of babel, fallen, rise again
 The ignorance, the insolence of arrogance
 After all this time has blurred the lines drawn
 Between god and men
 In things greater than men, than men
 Than men, in things greater than men
 No we can't believe in... in things unseen
 No we can't conceive of things greater...