Well even in the light of day
And just beyond the crowded streets
We somehow slipped away
Into the city down by the lake.
Where the grass was greener.
We found a place to meet
And how we did sing beneath our God. And the measure of that place
Was the pleasure on your face
As the music starts to rise
And the sun did fall.
But when the melody was young
Until the singers all were sung
The Maker of the skies,
Well He just smiled on. And the move was fine.
Beneath the mountain city walls
It was a picture of us all
And our hearts were laughing
Until the music took our feet
As the band did play
To the motion of the street,
This grass was bluer
And how we did dance On the yellow lines.
And the measure of that place
As the music starts to rise
But when the melody was young
Was the pleasure on your face
And the sun did fall.
Until the singers all were sung,
Well He just smiled on.
The Maker of the skies,
When the darkness finally fell The mountains cast their spell
And we were together
With our eyes upheld
It's an endless matter and how we did shine,
To the passion in the sky,
How we did shine beneath that night.
Our God and country lights. Was the pleasure on your face
And the measure of that place
As the music starts to rise
But when the melody was young
And the sun did fall.
Until the singers all were sung
The Maker of the skies,
Well He just smiled on.
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