We’d drive until the lights of that city couldn’t touch us anymore and I’d sworn on what should’ve been my grave I’d live like my whole life were meant to be free.

I’d felt it lift light as silk and take a weight off the roots of my life as heavy as they were dark and I’d sworn something lifted me.

Streams in pink, white, and green streamed thick like hope and wild like a grin over me and I’d should’ve always known He’d lift the veil and I’d come to see.

Take me where those city lights cannot touch me and the smell of endless fields and freedom in the dusk of a day simply take me, just take me. Take me to that place I’d seen the hope and felt the light. Take me where the streams of glory flood my eyes like I’d been both blinded and finally seen you clearly. Take me where the love felt raw and pure and wild making my life glow light the stream of natural sunlight. Where the city lights couldn’t touch me cause I’d found all the love, all the light, all the hope I’d ever really need cause I swear it. I could’ve sworn the veil was lifted and in His light, so were I.

And we all, who with unveiled faces contemplate the Lord’s glory, are being transformed into his image with ever-increasing glory, which comes from the Lord, who is the Spirit. | 2 Cor. 3:18