Receive - The Wedding

I can hear a train a-comin'

I hear the ground beneath my feet

This is not speculation, this is my bones growing weak

The sound of angels screaming

The drums are marching off to war

This is not speculation, please do not televise The King

It’s like a fire coming down

We got it, We got it now

Burn it up, burn it red

We got it, We got it

It’s like the rising of the sun

We got it, We got it now

Turn it up, breath it in

Full redemption

Clap your hands for breathing

Feel your heart begin to beat

This is our desperation, this is the deep calling deep

You cannot keep us silent

We are the prisoner set free

This is our desperation, we are the service of The King

All aboard.

I hear, hear a train.

Do you hear it?