Staring At The Shoreline

Wishing For Some Hope

The Weight Of Empty Fishing Nets

Is More Than Twisted Rope

And Underneath Stern Faces

They Wait With Baited Breath

With Broken Hearts From Hoping

While Casting Out Their Nets

See The Figure On The Shore

He Speaks His Words Like Plain Men Sing

His Hands They Still Have Holes In Them

Glory To The King



[Chorus:]

Can You Hear The Bells Are Ringing

Far, Far, Away?

Can You Hear The Voices Singing

Far, Far, Away?

I Know That One Day Soon A Song Shall Rise

You'll Hear It With The Sleep Still In Your Eyes



And Peter Was A Liar

A Traitor Just Like Me

And Judas Was A Hypocrite

And Paul A Pharisee

When Truth Can Be So Distant

And Hope Evades Our Reach

Peter Swam Across The Water

And Found It On The Beach



I Hear They'll Hang You Upside Down

Stretched Across Two Boards

For Hearing Distant Voices

And Crossing To The Lord.