Wings Of The Morning

I woke to the sirens of the city

They were calling me to hold my head up high

But the truth was in the dust that hangs like curtains

From the beggars to the sky

The ads and billboards rained in every language

The message every politician knows

When we're fed that we are nothing we'll believe it

And then do what we are told

The spark of the divine

I see it in your eyes

It's there behind the lies that tie you down

On the wings of the morning

Hope is rising

In the darkest night

Your love and light prevail

Ask any good detective, he will tell you

It's the eyes that always give the truth away

And in yours I see the feat that's bound and gagged you

With no hope for escape

It's true that we are fallen as an angel

But you and me, we're also holy as a prayer

Made in the image of a giver and a lover

Who left His throne to come down here

The spark of the divine

I see it in your eyes

It's there behind the lies that tie you down

On the wings of the morning

Hope is rising

In the darkest night

Your love and light prevail

We will rise on the wings of the morning

Though we hide, hide in the shadows of the night

There is hope, hope in the hands that have made us

And are holding us tight...

Hope is rising ... on the wings of the morning

Hope is rising ... in the shadows of the night

Hope is rising ... from the hands that have made us

And are holding us tight ...