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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 …

	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