Album: Keening for the Dawn
We stood watch just like any other night
Counting sheep, trying to stay upright
Shuffling our feet
We heard the beat of an angel's wing
An angel's wing
And above we saw the strangest thing
The light all around began to sing
Glory, Glory, Glory
We left the fields, moved by the angel's song
Even the sheep, seemed to sing along
We ran like drunken poets
Looking for their muse, to the beat
Of angel's wings
And below, we saw the strangest sign
And all at once, our hearts knew what to cry
Glory, Glory, Glory
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