| Running, Returning |
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| Sooner, or later |
| Everyone will know |
| Within the shadows |
| In there light will grow |
| And love is on its way |
| It’s more than I can see |
| Running, returning |
| On and on it goes |
| To a place |
| Where love begins to grow |
| And I am on my way |
| To where I’ve always been |
| Come walk with me in the morning light |
| Call the curious sun |
| And before I, inside heaven in our hands |
| And when the cold wind blows |
| We’ll wake up on the other side |
| Where the sunlight sounds like moonlight in our ears |
| And even underground |
| They’ll hear |
| Songs of our soul |
| Song without tears |
