The New Word

[Verse 1]
The great word of blessedness, and a feeling of ease
A cup of the well, of freedom and a life
We joyfully drink, inside all was new
But outwards, nothing had changed

[Verse 2]
An escapade, then to the altar
To evaluate all parts, of the great mystery
But all remains, on the same spot
No signs of a, new season

[Chorus]
In my hand is a new word
But the word is, still without a body

[Verse 3]
A hidden life-stream that swells, in the deep
Will soon give the word, a second face

[Chorus]
In my hand is a new word
But the word is, still without a body

[Chorus]
In my hand is a new word
But the word is, still without a body