Faith

I recall those shelter doors , I was rich tho the world said poor'

That chariot of fire comes to the start   This sky came calling  yelling now we're walking back to the part 

When i disregarded the cross set sail on frail waters now I'm lost   Compass out of control   Nail the cross to my soul through my soul 

Fly me to that better view across the clouds where the golden voices praise the father out aloud .