The tide has come into the bay
Today is a brand new day
The sun will rise, as will it fall
And from the heavens you shall call
Above the stars, above the sky,
The angels can hear your cry,
Go into their loving, warm embrace,
I’ll meet you at the special place
We shall meet again,
After the storm, after the rain,
One day, our souls will mend,
For this is what God intends
Above the stars, above the sky,
The angels can hear your cry,
Go into their loving, warm embrace,
I’ll meet you at the special place
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