Glory

We stood watch just like any other night
Counting sheep trying to stay alive
Shuffling our feet,
we heard the beat of an angel's wings. Of angels' wings
And above we saw the strangest thing
All at once our hearts knew what to sing

Glory, glory, glory
Glory, glory, glory

We left the fields, moved by the angels' song
Even the sheep seemed to sing along
We ran like drunken poets looking for their muse
To the theme of angels' wings
And below we saw the strangest sign
All at once our hearts knew what to cry

And we cried
Glory, glory, glory
Glory, glory, glory

Glory, glory, glory
Glory, glory, glory

Glory, glory, glory
Glory, glory, glory



Credits
Writer(s): Alana Levandoski
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