They're coming from the air I'm breathing in and they're coming from my friends, screaming in my head They're lies about your name, lies about your grace They're trying to take your place To counterfeit you I need you More than a thousand lights on you More than a thousand tongues that claim truth The message and the light come from you You see through the whitewashed tomb that I've construed and you crash through my walls and I come falling off my pride And everything I've earned is shown for what it serves is shown for what it's worth Just a counterfeit And I need you More than a thousand lights on you More than a thousand tongues that claim truth More than a thousand pictures of you I cannot understand but I can I can see your hand I cannot see your plan I am just I am just a man