After The Flood (Chris Jonat) 

After the flood 
When the world is of mud 
And we send out the dove 
And it doesn't return 
Do you think then 
All the king's men 
Will start over again 
Is that when we'll learn 

First was the word 
Which became flesh 
That's only the beginning 
I can't remember the rest 
It seems I'm always forgetting 

First was the fall 
Bought by the death 
Glory stands waiting 
With baited breath 
I'm always missing my mark 

This is the thing: 
The heart and the mind 
And the soul and the spirit 
All things of that kind 
They crave what belongs 
They want what is real 
But they're blinded at birth 
They're searching by feel 
When it feels time 
To get up and stand 
The earth falls away 
It was only quick sand 
And blame and wonder 
And anger and worse 
When just calm is needed 
To feel the inverse 
I can be calm