something’s in the air tonight the sky's alive with a burning light you can mark my words something's about to breakand i found myself in a bitter fight while i've held your hand through the darkest nightdon't know where your coming from but your coming soonto a kid from oregon by way of californiaall of this is more than i've ever known or seencome on and we'll sing, like we were freepush the pedal down watch the world around fly by uscome on and we'll try, one last timei'm off of the floor one more time to find youand here we go there's nothing left to choose and here we go there's nothing left to lose
"For just as lightning comes from the east and is seen as far as the west, so will the coming of the Son of Man be." Matthew 24:27
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