lost and then found
Counting Down
Counting down
To the hilltops
Where the sounds
And the smells
Are made of God
Counting down
To the time when everything is over
And the spirit
Will find the heart
Has set you free
If you where overcoming things
That's where you will be
In heaven by the pearly gates
And wonders that are beautiful as thee
Counting down
And seeing angels ascend to heaven
They know I'm weak but want to change my path
Maybe father up above has took me back to
The youth I knew and made the time I spent
Free this mortal man
To the hilltops
Where the sounds
And the smells
Are made of God
Counting down
To the time when everything is over
And the spirit
Will find the heart
Has set you free
If you where overcoming things
That's where you will be
In heaven by the pearly gates
And wonders that are beautiful as thee
Counting down
And seeing angels ascend to heaven
They know I'm weak but want to change my path
Maybe father up above has took me back to
The youth I knew and made the time I spent
Free this mortal man
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Counting Down
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