Morning comes
Colors fade
Into the dark we rise
So shine a light
Guide us home
Oh, Gloria	

I hear you crying in the static 
Your feelings caught between the ivory
How can it be, as we grow older
we move back to where we started
Don’t you know, you’re sharpening your tongue
Before your heart can taste the words?
And I can’t bear the sound
The pieces falling down like snow

Morning comes
Colors fade
Into the dark we rise
So shine a light
And guide us home
Oh, Gloria

O' ground of being
Set our hearts on fire.

Verbum