Now we can start turning pages,
unbounded breaking cages,
not the dead but living legends,
we can call ourselves His agents,

Blessings when I wake up,
everytime I check up,
His checking me up,
His taking me up,
miracles coming up,
even when am messing up,
all I have to do is to look Up - to Him
Dear God will pick me up.

See He's turning the tables,
heaters in trouble,
they're feeling the tumbles,
them soul's all day in trouble,
give me wisdom ooh dear father,
we dwell in kingdom together,
am used to being your vessel,
your vibrations essential.
now am talking in tongues,
really few people can follow,
too used to those pranks,
they were convicted to follow,
used to the hell of the world,
they can't see the heavens door,
mute , confused, stone cold world,
fear of love, when is the only door,
the gates are really narrow,
you may prefer trying tomorrow,
unless you leave...