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I Hear Angela's Song

Beneath the darkness of heavy hearts,
Tears from nowhere weigh me down,

But I hear a sound,
A mighty sound,

Merry men,
Laughing tongues wagging,

And I hear a sound,
A mighty sound,

Lost memories rush in like tides,
Hands throw roses,

Landing like stones above the ground,
What a mighty sound,

Beyond the dark into the light,
I hear a mighty sound,

Scaring the moon, stars turn off their lights,
And I hear a sound,

Tomorrow appears with a glorious sun,
Mourning is over,

Night has fallen behind my shoulders,
And I hear a sound,

Children are born and some will marry,
I hear a mighty sound,

Clouds carry my burdens while songs fill the air,
Rains quench my thirst with every captured tear,

And I hear a sound,
A mighty sound,

I can't see you from here,
In the morning's light I have slipped away,

But I hear a sound,
A mighty sound,

Inside your pain something remains,
A mighty sound, A mighty sound,

I hear shadows fall,
The sea turning black and days turning pale,

And I hear a sound,
A mighty sound,

Blood on my tongue as I kiss death,
I hear everything you say,

I feel your pain,
Your tears heavy and wet,

I can't see,
But I hear a sound,

Inside my heart,
There, 
With my last breath,

You'll hear a sound,
It's God's Almighty Sound.

~Vickie Thayer~

Copyright © Vickie Hurtt - Thayer | Year Posted 2017

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