Witching Hour

These are trials of patience and mercy 3AM and nothing at all It's a step beyond what the verse claims So I'm left to ponder the end result Try to recall the last thing we said Maybe plans for another blow off And as the wind blows a chill right down my back I pray that you've found something to keep you warm I've lost the faith Frequent Delays An open barter pleas for other ways to be Restored by grace And these circles reform into bags Badges worn by those who have lost A sense of hope is all that we have left I never wanted more to be wrong I've lost the faith Frequent Delays An open barter pleas for other ways to be Restored by grace