How do you tell the children about the dangers of the day? How do you plan to take them to the never ending place? Is it here, is it coming, can you see it in your head? Is it here, is it coming? You can hide but you can't escape.
And if the Sun explodes on a dark winter night the elder and the young will burn away without a fight. Is it here, is it coming, can you see it in your head? Is it here, is it coming? You can hide but you can't escape.
The mighty caterpillar will not cry before his grave, he swore he'd see the sunset with a smile on his face. Is he bigger, stronger, will he rule the widest planes? And if I believed in Jesus, would that save me from the rain?