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Classic Mars Hill music; Post Concussion by Team Strike Force
Early on in the morning
I wake up to the warning
That there are angels standing by my side
Platinum clouds open up
I see your face in the twilight
Peaceful glow in Your cosmic eyes
Then sometimes my desire
Drags me into the fire
Climbing higher in my sin
Up at the top of my ladder
I just keep growing sadder
Till you show me where I am
Sitting on the moon
Your shooting stars find my heart
When I wander from You
Your face shows me the way home
I swim in a circle of souls
Here in the body we know
You’re revealing your cosmic eyes
But twisted waves kill emotion
Like a train in the ocean
Straining against the pulling tide
Closing in on the distance on my track of resistance
I am caught in Your galactic gaze
Sin is like a concussion
Satisfies you with nothing
Then the Spirit reveals your haze
