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We are blessed when we are born
Our little faces show our innocence
As our bodies grow - our spirit die;
Our nativity dissolves with strong vengeance
Possessions lie in our path
Money is the guiding power
In alliance, obsessions fill our minds
Which has caused our spiritual devour
Heaven’s Tears are falling over me
Heaven’s Tears are out of control
Heaven’s Tears want to set us free
When voices are raised about
The structural clutters in our way
Will anyone listen?
In the midst of our solemn decay
Picture the children –
The ones to be spared
Imagine their joyful echoes
As WE kneel in despair
Heaven’s Tears are falling over me
Heaven’s Tears are out of control
Heaven’s Tears want to set us free
VLS - 1995
Copyright © 2001 Spiritual Awakenings