From the recording The Fruit of the Spirit
Lyrics
When nothing goes right
When nothing goes wrong
When the melody becomes waxing
And the harmonies are already gone
Patience carries on and on
Long after the rocks have torn everything away
And The souls of my shoes
Have started to decay
Patience endures beyond my comfort
Beyond my point of stay
Beyond my expectations
Beyond my willingness to delay
Patience does not rely
On the court of public opinion
We are the fools waiting
For the change that may never come
It endures when I can no longer wait
And our vision starts to blur
Even As the burden grows ever heavier
We cease not to Endeavour
It cannot be rushed into debates
Because it has become an inconveniency
It waits and it waits and it waits and it waits
And always clothed with leniency
Patience can only grow in a garden
Where we are no longer willing to wait
Patience always rests beyond our existence
In a realm that is not our natural estate
Patience endures beyond my comfort
Beyond my point of stay
Beyond my expectations
Beyond my willingness to delay
Patience does not rely
On the court of public opinion
We are the fools waiting
For the change that may never come
Patience does not rest or rely
On the change that may never come