Clouds Break, Your [bad word] caving in
Sunlight spills across this valley, like paint
You're revealed, because you've always been there
I hear you calling me a Saint

What have I to lose, if all I have is You
What i have to give, that wasn't given
I know that You have set me free, and freedom's never free
King of Glory, have Your way in me

My prayer, is a faint and broken whisper
Reminding me to remain strong, I'm safe
When I can't hear You, it doesen't mean You've left me
Your presence muted teaches me, to have faith

Oh, oh, this is the sound of freedom calling