“How long?” 8 November 2016

Photos from trip to South Island, February 2016:

Trees near Farewell Spit, top of the South Island, NZ

Wharariki Beach, top of the South Island, NZ

Punakaiki Rocks, West Coast of South Island, NZ

Franz Josef Glacier, West Coast of South Island, NZ

Fox Glacier, West Coast of South Island, NZ

Fox Glacier Valley, West Coast of South Island, NZ

Till we lay these weapons at your feet, Lord
How long? How long?
Till we call all hatred obsolete, Lord
How long? How long?
Till we walk like lovers through Bethlehem
How long? How long?
Till the lion lies down with the lamb, Lord
How long? How long?

Too late
I know it’s not too late
To wrestle with this angel
Higher and higher
Don’t let go
Higher and higher
Before we know
How does it end?
How does it end?
We’re all riding on the last train
Trying to find our way home again

Till we wash the blood from the hands of our fathers
How long?
We’re all sisters and brothers, sons and daughters
How long? How long?
Our eyes all shine in different colors we cry, Lord
How long?
Our dreams our tears are all the same by and by, Lord
How long? How long?

Too late
I know it’s not too late
To climb up Jacob’s ladder
Higher and higher
Don’t let go
Higher and higher
Before we know
How does it end?
How does it end?
We’re all riding on the last train
Trying to find our way home again

It’s not too late

Over The Rhine “Idea #21 (Not Too Late)”

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