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Windowmaker

The Sun and I Afraid of inter-war And to this death We simply are alone And as a must In this airfield begin A simple life of being To see all beauty within A place for fortress resin The mystery is afoot To singly be about The rod of Jesus Christ And sacrifice the landing To miss this better Easter Within a lake And living opportunity Made for things to honour A simple peer in rain Posting to our redemption And finding people captive- The clothed and wardened Misery is our path But urging distant past We make newborns in minutes For better day- And night to keep us rapt Bitter just because The oldest form of time And simple Iran The place to dust a pyramid Fo nights of solemn wonder And why we hid our bomb As history efforts This place can die in forty minutes But seeking other seasons We shall be heaps of bitter few And sold our distance become Afraid of afternoons and the altar Ridded to air And seeking Kingdom run The highest Dan to witness Our day at Rome To genetic our connect Days of one And victory path in prayer Not our subtle unsubscribe Finding out our path Please answer our prayers The victory at hand Of Brother With Storied days are few We are martyr And simply done Insincere but young and proud In this highest form of view Our lives in steer Be with us on this galaxy We give you Water unto life Our Victory of poem And of course our peace to know that you were kind And wrecking days of error In Heavenly eternal Our friend upon this day For what untold This day our post.