Where are you going, Lord,
To which enchanted shore,
To which unspoken world
Beyond the secret door?
Where are you going, Lord,
To which lost paradise,
To which sweet lands of old
Beyond our mortal eyes?
Where are you going, Lord,
To which ocean of light,
To which mountains of gold
Beyond our lonely night?
Where are you going, Lord,
To which brand new today
Forgotten by time's sword
Beyond the Milky Way?
Where are you going, Lord,
To which new rising suns,
Away from all the cold,
Away from tears and guns?
Wherever you may go,
O, Lord God from above,
Can you make room for us,
The children of your love?
Written by Eliza
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