towers of babble crumble and fade conspire to escort me down to their grave i see them calling talking my name not er will i give mine for power and acclaim keep my heart humble keep my gaze high tripped tempt or stumbled we choose to ride and hold that candle high we won t stop till our fire frees the night our fire s burning bright oh no no we won t stop till we hear that trumpet sound see that kingdom crowned oh no no temples like rubble are no way to hope heights that have fallen can t lead us home we are from other just passing by awaiting our lover still watching i will hold that candle high