Take our hands
hold them tight
be not afraid
the sounds of wings
We are here, there
escorts to the gate
all events are seen
written, witnessed
Do not fear
you are not forsaken
evil dwells, in so many places
we will arrive like quiet thunder
The rain is our tears
gentle it falls, puddles of sorrow
we hear your cry, your pain
in your heart know we are coming
Hear the sound of wings
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