I see the lights of the city
I see them rising up
They're moving in the dark
A fire without a spark
And the mornings moving first
The morning's moving first
God is coming on
Somewhere on the mountain around the ragged sea
Where time is lying still
I'm falling up the hill
And the sky is pouring in
Sky is pouring in
Sky is pouring in
Girl, I hear you crying
Oh, girl I hear you cry
Oh, girlie don't you cry
For I will come for you
Yes, I will come for you
And we'll go home
Rest you now easy
Now rest my brother John
Your journey has been long
Your road was filled with song
Now I miss you, now you're gone
I miss you, now you're gone
I miss you, now you're gone
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