Up in arms at the absence of perfection 
And at the apogee we find we’re all the same
Although the source defies a name the strain is clear.
Inside our rights and the contradictions, 
Still deciding who’s entitled or to blame,
To keep our heads above the shame, we rise and fall! 

Chorus: 
When your faith is real, 
There’s only so much swept away.
(When I look down)
Whose hands come clean, 
When we wash all our sins away?

We’ve got to break just to be unselfish
Forgetting how we once defined ourselves as one
Caught up in counting all we’ve won we tear it down. 
With the strength of our fathers’ vision
Can we somehow break ourselves of this decay 
As we endeavor on this way?
Endeavor on this way we rise and fall! 

Chorus: 
When your faith is real, 
There’s only so much swept away.
(When I look down)
Whose hands come clean, 
When we wash all our sins away?

And we don’t want to feel your pain!
Stand above it seems the same 
As painted fortunes bound to fade
The same example stripped away in vain.

And I will try to bring you shelter 
From the bitter winds of your despair.
Seems all that we ever do brings sadness
Make believe nobody cares!

Chorus: 
When your faith is real, 
There’s only so much swept away.
(When I look down)
Whose hands come clean, 
When we wash all our sins away?