Hope on wings, purity and peace
Feathers rain in the chapel tonight
Red life stretches over the floor
My forehead presses into the wood floorboards
Voices echo across the walls and pews
Tongues profess great things
We sing in our souls and the glass shakes
We open our arms and light pours out
We raise our heads
and the world stops for a moment
to praise with us
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