I blink up at the sky above and ask myself again, Is there some place I've not yet searched that I might find You in? These wings hang by my side, waiting, to take me back to You, After all this time, a reunion so long overdue.
Chorus: And on that morning, I will kneel before Your throne, Basking in the light of all the stars You have outshone. The hands that made me'll grasp my own Whenever you return from the unknown.
They told me You turned your back, or maybe disappeared, That all my prayers just slip away to empty atmosphere. So why's the air grow thick and still whene'er I bow my head, And if it's truth, then how can I now walk when I was dead?
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And when the trumpet sounds and You call all the angels near, Some will have left, but You will see that I have persevered.