I saw the ice break on the bow and rip our hopes to pieces
It wasn't till the final hour we sank to our knees, and cried out
Oh, can you save us now?
What will we become when the water hits our lungs? Can you save us now?
What will we become?
I saw the ocean, black and cold, and I heard the Lord repeating "I put the air inside your lungs; I keep your cold heart beating"
So don't believe a single word
'Cause we are praised more than we deserve
