Chorale

Out from the heavens One of the Seven Comes to collect me While I am sleeping Holy enemy Leave me, leave me be I’d be leaving too much behind me Unfinished and unripened He is a creature of song In his hands is a model of the Kingdom of Heaven But he comes from another world A world I could not, could never believe in Leads me to the ocean Clasps my hand Shades me from the sunlight We lay down in the sand Oh surrender I cannot surrender I can see it but I cannot feel it I can say it but I won’t believe it He is a creature of song In his hands is a model of the Kingdom of Heaven But he comes from another world A world I could not, could never believe in