Silver Shore

Billowing hills Shoulders of steel Hide behind faces of glass The street light valleys The midnight tallies Recollections of our past These thoughts of home And tonight we sleep With lions all around In furnaces of fire we sleep Tonight we sleep With lions all around In furnaces of fire we sleep We're ghosts inside of our bodies Naked inside of our clothes We're all terrified of the writhing ocean tide But our pockets are all full of hope These thoughts of home And tonight we sleep With lions all around In furnaces of fire we sleep Tonight we sleep With lions all around In furnaces of fire we sleep We were born on heaven's silver shores I know it in my heart there's more to be afforded Did I hear you in the driving rain I swear somebody was calling my name again We were born on heaven's silver shores I know it in my heart there's more To be afforded We were made for the other side of the lake It's more than we can take The fever's gonna break for us --- Silver Shore - John Mark McMillan