Thank you Lord

Thank you lord

The dawn of a red sky

Thinking oh my lord why

The heavens opening upon us

As the whistling bird may fly

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Goes the morning bird

Heavens opening as we arrive

Lord a waiting telling us if we may survive

The red dawn of the earth as we strive

Cracking the children’s pleasant vibes

Looking into the far skies

As we see the great morning skies

Finally the dawn of the great day has arrived

Children awaking those pleasant smiles

The night has awoken

Those pleasant smiles have been broken.


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