Lyrics

(Verse)
I like to sit in old churches
And contemplate the half life of hope
It floats like dust on the beams of light
That stream in through high windows
The investment of thousands of souls
Over countless centuries
Did they find what they needed
Hands in their heads
On their knees

(Chorus)
When the well runs dry
Not a whisper of prayer
They say nature loves a vacuume
Hope will move despair

(Verse)
I can hear the streets are quiet
But they were filled with rage and fear
Some folks ran for safety
Some were taken, disappeared
As the darkness settles
On that grey and silent space
There's a light in every window
In every window there's a face

(Chorus)
When the well runs dry
Like a wordless poem
They say nature loves a vacuum
Hope will find a home

(Bridge)
Walls will crumble
The smoke will rise
The wind will blow it
Into every sky

(Chorus)
When the well runs dry
No pity, love or grace
They say nature loves a vacuum
Hope will find a place