Testo: Jars Of Clay. The Eleventh Hour. Silence.

Take, take 'til there's nothing
Nothing to turn to
Nothing when you get through

Won't you break?
Scatter pieces of all I've been
Bowing to all I've been running to
Where are you?

Where are you?

Did you leave me unbreakable?
Did you leave me frozen?
I've never felt so cold

I thought you were silent
And I thought you left me
For the wreckage and the waste
On an empty beach of faith, was it true?

Yes I, I got a question
I got a question, where are you?

Scream, deeper I wanna scream
I want you to hear me
I want you to find me

Yes I, I want to believe
But all I pray is wrong
And all I claim is gone

And I, I got a question
I got a question, where are you?
Yeah yeah

And well I, I got a question
I got a question, where are you?

Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?