| Starts with a steady rhythm |
| Under a violent sky |
| Pounding of foreign heartbeat |
| Preparing to arrive |
| The heavens announced your presence |
| Nearly in our midst |
| That’s when your steady pulses |
| Fell to silence… |
| Who will catch you if the engines fail? |
| Who will protect you if the train’s derailed? |
| Who will revive you if your oxygen ceases? |
| Who will provide you with a new heartbeat? |
| The medicine men swept in With their sad machines |
| We plead for answers |
| But were given none but these… |
| Beg heaven for intervention |
| She fell into abruption |
| Surgery’s your only option |
| It’s so desperate |
| Who will catch you if the engines fail? |
| Who will protect you if the train’s derailed? |
| Who will revive you if your oxygen ceases? |
| Who will provide you with a new heartbeat? |
| Pictures replaying of your fragile limbs |
| Incubating… |
| But will you breathe again? |
| Will you breathe again? |
| You will catch me when the engines fail |
| You’ll protect me when the train’s derailed |
| You’ll revive me when my oxygen ceases |
| You’ll provide me with a new heartbeat |
| Your eyes beamed with a fight |
| And in that moment I knew |
| Tribulation is transformation |
| All hell can’t prevent you |