Lyric Context Universe
geese come rushing on a river of wind
in the bright sky
bright sky
geese come rushing on a river of wind
in the bright sky
bright sky
we are the night skies
we are the bright eyes
we are the night skies
we are the night skies
we are the bright eyes
we are the night skies
they will shine in their beauty bright jems for his crown. he will gather he will gather the jems for his kingdom
all the pure ones all the bright ones his loved and his own. like the stars of the morning his bright crown adorning
they will shine in their beauty bright jems for his crown. little children little children oh love their redeemer
they will shine in their beauty bright jems for his crown. he will gather he will gather the jems for his kingdom
all the pure ones all the bright ones his loved and his own. like the stars of the morning his bright crown adorning
they will shine in their beauty bright jems for his crown. little children little children oh love their redeemer