When the Music Fades

Many with the mic but few are singing

Many with their titles but few with their calls

Many have thrown their garments on the way.

Who shall tell them

Who shall warn them

When the music fades and all is done

And we stand before the king

How did we live our lives on earth

Will it please the master so?

Did you exchange your fire for bread

Did you tell of the great I Am?

Or did you dance with the daughters of this world ?

Would it please the master so? *2

If you hear the whispers of the heart

I know you hear our voice

If you hear the singing of the birds

I know you hear our songs

If you hear the prayers of creation

I know you hear our cry *2

Did you exchange your burdens for silver?

Did you cry the cry of the king ?

Or did you lend your voice to the serpent?

Will this please the master so?

(Sound the alarm oh prophet of God)

When the music fades and all is done

And we stand before the king

How did we live our lives to tell?

Will it please the master so?

When the music fades and all is done

And we stand before the king

How did we live our lives to show?

Will it please the master so?