Sometimes I just want to start over, ‘cause everything looks like a wreck. & I need the courage to carry on, ‘cause I can’t see what’s ahead. & there are places I’ve wished I could be, battles I’ve wanted to win, dreams that have slipped through my hands…I may never get back again, but I’m still a dreamer, a believer. I’ve lost my faith in so many things, but I still believe in You.
—  The Redeemer, Sanctus Real