The winds are picking up
and the
speed's intensifying
I
need Your breath of Life or I'll not know
that I've been dying
Things are moving awfully fast,
oh can I hear your babies crying
Through the roar?
We're busy busy busy, for
good stewards
are not late
We're proud we dedicate
our time to
clearing off our plate
The work is piling higher
and we
don't know how to wait
Anymore
Lawlessness is rising and
we need to
put our faces to the floor
We've been given many keys
but only one,
we're told, will unlock every door
That is the Key of David
given only to the ones
Who laid it all aside for
brother, sister,
daughters, sons
We must find every way
to keep the
flame of love alive
Forevermore
