September 29, 2014
ETERNITY
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| There seems a gap |
| a place to be |
| a place to hide |
| that isn’t me |
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| As I gather you |
| as I gather me |
| as we march |
| toward Eternity |
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| Can I open my I’s |
| to a glorious thought |
| that there is no place |
| that I am not? |
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| How wonderful to know |
| that all along |
| it’s just a matter |
| of us singing that song |
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| As I gather you |
| as I gather me |
| as we march |
| toward Eternity |
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| You may think I am here |
| and you are there |
| but know we are one |
| as we all share |
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| Now imagine you’re in |
| an amazing place |
| where there is no time |
| and there is no space |
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