It's just too early to call it
It's just too soon to tell
With every voice on the line
The workers count up the mail
There is no victory found
No matter who says they're right
And so we wait for the bell
To signal who won the fight
I want to find, I want to find
I want to find my soul again
There is a line in the sand
Dividing all that we knew
And so we have to address
The elephant in the room
Do we have love for our neighbor
Or are we kings on a hill
Just using Jesus to mask our faces
While pride continues to kill
I need shelter from the noise
Trading sorrow in for joy
Nobody's got all the answers
Nobody's figured it out
You do your best in the waiting
To find some peace with your doubt
When all you feel is the shadow
And all you want is the light
Lay down the weight of tomorrow
Raise up a glass for tonight"