Sanctuary
Echoing in the sounds of the sanctuary
Angels cry out in the sweet melody of Hebrew
Composing tunes which are world wide
As the notes carry endless wavelengths for a ride
The fabrics hung with golden letters
The gutters hung with golden psalms
Stain glass catching the prayers eyes
As the Torah lies crowned for the highs
The customs changing from division to division
Whilst the emission of the year is the final decision
The inevitability of time to sit back and rewind
Is lined in golden idols that everything is vital
The experience of the human race
To alter the image set before thy very mind
Hear O Israel the Lord our God the Lord is one
We are all merely one big family of time
(Poetry to Grow a Tree)
Echoing in the sounds of the sanctuary
Angels cry out in the sweet melody of Hebrew
Composing tunes which are world wide
As the notes carry endless wavelengths for a ride
The fabrics hung with golden letters
The gutters hung with golden psalms
Stain glass catching the prayers eyes
As the Torah lies crowned for the highs
The customs changing from division to division
Whilst the emission of the year is the final decision
The inevitability of time to sit back and rewind
Is lined in golden idols that everything is vital
The experience of the human race
To alter the image set before thy very mind
Hear O Israel the Lord our God the Lord is one
We are all merely one big family of time
(Poetry to Grow a Tree)
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