I’ve been framed, by God! I have my own heavenly place.
I’ve been arranged! How odd - this life within His outer space.
I’ve been framed, by God! I have my own heavenly place.
I’ve been arranged! How odd - this life within His outer space.
Distant messengers sent from afar
messaging the memories of antiquity
streaking hints across the darkened field of play
laying down their final truths