Trust is like a pond of murky water Too dark to see, mysteriously undercover I can't jump off the high dive even though I really want to My toes are hanging off the ledge Trust is a tree that towers fifty feet above us Grown over time through many seasons Believing in something more than just the surface I trust that this is worth it But my toes are hanging off the ledge Lord, help me, there’s a thorn in my side I feel the tension in the fear and truth I carry life in between the divide But all the wrestling has left me bruised How sweet, the taste of certainty The gift You gave is safe with me Hold to this, significance And lean into the process Rest and know, the love you hold It won't be taken back, no How sweet, the taste of certainty The gift You gave is safe with me
Na, na, na, na, na Trust is like the middle of the ocean Can't see the bottom but I’m floating here, supported I know that it can take me even deeper if I let it But my limbs are trying to swim away It's like a tree that towers fifty feet above us Grown over time through many seasons Believing in something more than just the surface I trust that this is worth it But my toes are hanging off the ledge Hold to this, significance And lean into the process Rest and know, the love you hold It won't be taken back, no How sweet, the taste of certainty (Releasing hope to carry me) How sweet, the taste, never let it go, no (Na, na, na, na, na) I see the walls that are torn and bent The tug of war in the now, not yet Holding back what they can't contain Can you tell me why I feel this way? I have faith that the world I'm in Will be redeemed to its place again But there's a weight that I can't explain So tell me why I feel this way Tell me why I feel this way Tell me why I feel this way (Moving deeper in a place of rest) (Seeking victory inside a death) Tell me why I feel this way (Speaking slowly when I'm out of breath) (Losing confidence between the steps) Tell me why I feel this way (Finding center when I’m breaking left) How sweet, the taste of certainty (Wasting water in a desert bed) (Chasing wind outside the promised land) Releasing hope to carry me (Know the story isn’t over yet) Na, na, na, na, na
Composição: Colaboração e revisão: Madelene Martins