Evening Came, The Next Day

In the beginning they created and time was on our side

All that happened to be lost and lonely, the sweet lips of promise did confide – did confide.

Birth pangs of consciousness riddled everything that was

And the love that held it in balance remembered, just because….

What was meant in the beginning, will be so in the end

So listen to the promise, listen to the promise my friend.

Evening came, the next day

See how you suffer, then you’ll know

How to be with this and beyond all pain

And it shall be your food, and it shall be your food (x4)

So until we see with our ears and hear with our eyes

Perceive on all levels, the deepest of sighs

Until we can walk in the way of it all

No more the fall, just endless surprise of newness and joy

Until we have what’s above

It’s you – it’s you, it’s you, it’s you

It’s just you and me, Adonai

Looking after this love |R|

(Ben Perkins…sometime in the 90’s!!)

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