glory(ous)

I have a pre-released copy of Matthew Perryman Jones' new cd (coming out in less than a month now), and I have fallen in love with the final song. I don't even know the name of it, because there's no information up yet about the actual cd, nor is there a recording anywhere yet for you to hear it (which is more than half the beauty of it), but I've included the lyrics here. Because it is simply glorious. And I haven't heard anything in quite some time that makes me yearn for Heaven quite like this song. If you see me on a regular basis, you should seriously consider asking me if you can snatch a listen.

Enjoy.

Into the land of the living

Black bleeds orange, into blue

I am coming to life

Light is breaking through

I can hear the bells in the city

Across the ancient shore

I am ready to fight

Let down the scarlet cord

It's time to shed this masquerade

Oh, you cannot love in moderation

You're dancing with your dead man's bones

Lay your soul on the threshing floor

Between the walls and the river

Shoulders bear the sacred stones

We made it alive

We're not alone

Kiss the ground and change your name

No, you cannot love in moderation

You're dancing with your dead man's bones

Lay your soul on the threshing floor

I heard the distant battle drum

Mocking birds spoke in tongues

Longing for the day to come,

I set my face, forsook my fears

I saw the city through my tears

The darkness will soon disappear,

Be swallowed by the sun...

I am coming home.

I am coming home.

I am coming home.

I am coming home...