It's the longing that brought me here
For a home that I never had
So now when I leave
It's not that I'm gone
It's just that I'm going back
And sometimes we may mistake
A mere mortal's voice for a god's
But nobody hears the voice of a god
And mistakes it for a mortal's thoughts

Till we have faces
Till we have faces
How can he see us?

Well the deadlands are no escape
For shame still resides in that place
So die before you die
'Cause there's no chance after
And how will he see your face?

Till we have faces
Till we have faces
How can he see us?
How can he see us?

Till the works can be dug out
Till our souls force us all to speak
Why should he hear us babble about
The things that we think we mean
The most dreadful and beautiful
I know that he is coming soon
But how will we ever meet face to face
Until we have faces too?
Till we have faces
Till we have faces
How can he see us?
How can he see us?
How can he see us?
How can he see us?