4th Point - Below the Surface

Why do I try to point a finger?
Why do I try to meet my ends?
Am I living or am I just pretending?
What makes up what's inside of me?
Deeper than the blood I bleed
There's something hidden
Hidden underneath

'Cause we are longing souls, wanting more
Taking shelter from the end of us
Holding on to what's gone
I'm looking up to a world, to a world beyond us
A world beyond us, a world beyond us

Now I go and I stop for a moment
Looking at what I've become and
I can't fill this need that's trapped inside of me
I try to go and meet these places
Try to fill these empty spaces
But I can't erase what's written underneath

'Cause we are longing souls, wanting more
Taking shelter from the end of us
Holding on to what's gone
I'm looking up to a world, to a world beyond us
A world beyond us, a world beyond us

I'm not sure what I need
But this weight is pulling me
I try my best to just hold on
But I know You're my only hope

'Cause we are longing souls, wanting more
Taking shelter from the end of us
Holding on to what's gone
I'm looking up to a world, to a world, to a world