A Sort Of Homecoming And you know it's time to go Through the sleet and driving snow Across the fields of mourning To a light that's in the distance And you hunger for the time Time to heal, desire, time And your earth moves beneath Your own dream landscape Oh, on borderland we run I'll be there, I'll be there tonight A high road A high road out from here The city walls are all come down The dust a smokescreen all around See faces ploughed like fields That once gave no resistance And we live by the side of the road On the side of a hill as the valley explodes Dislocated, suffocated The land grows weary of its own Oh come away, oh come away, oh come Oh come away say I Oh come away, oh come away, oh come Oh some away say I Oh, on borderland we run and still we run We run and don't look back I'll be there, I'll be there Tonight, tonight I'll be there tonight I believe I'll be there so high I'll be there tonight Tonight Oh come away, I say Oh come away, I say The wind will crack in wintertime This bomb-blast lightning waltz No spoken words, just a scream, oh Tonight we'll build a bridge across the sea and land See the sky, the burning rain She will die and live again Tonight And your heart beats so slow Through the rain and fallen snow Across the fields of mourning To a light that's in the distance Oh, don't sorrow, No don't weep for tonight, at last I am coming home I am coming home |
John 8:12 ESV Again Jesus spoke to them, saying, “I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will not walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.” |