As Sure As Eggs Is Eggs (aching Men's Feet) - Genesis

Can't you feel our souls ignite
Shedding ever changing colours,
In the darkness of the fading night,
Like the river joins the ocean,
As the germ in a seed grows
We have finally been freed to get back home.

There's an angel standing in the sun,
And he's crying with a loud voice,
"This is the supper of the mighty one",
Lord of Lords,
King of Kings,
Has returned to lead his children home,
To take them to the new Jerusalem.