the prophets say we shall mount
up on eagles wings and fly
run and not grow weary
walk and never faint
on streets paved with pure gold
see through walls of precious stones
in the land of milk and honey
where there is no night...
***
you've taken me there
before
Alyce, 2001
up on eagles wings and fly
run and not grow weary
walk and never faint
on streets paved with pure gold
see through walls of precious stones
in the land of milk and honey
where there is no night...
***
you've taken me there
before
Alyce, 2001
