The Watchman

There are some things that I know Precious things you cannot hold Somethings in our lives Can take their own device Hold the line, but keep it free See the Watchman in his cloak Sitting underneath the tree He knows when it's time To take another life Thought you were, but you're not free Time is up, but I will question The game of life that I have played Now I think it's time, to take me on a high Riding horses to the heavens I never planned it Oh this devastation, yeah Now I think it's time To take me on a ride Hold the line, but keep it free yeah My feet are firm in heaven I swear that I can hear them Trumpets blowing in the distant sun Don't worry about the lonely You’re not the one and only I know that someday I will reach the sun Reach the sun It's in the night wooo ooohh --- The Watchman - La B