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A Dying Age

(Dan Steven)
February, 2003
Dan Steven
A Dying Age

I was in a hole and I saw hope
I was way way down and got thrown a rope
I will sing of nothing but holiness
Changes everywhere, on the ground, in the air
The more that I stop holding on the more that I am free

A living prophet in a dying age
World spins round caught in a cage
They've closed the book and forgotten the page
And I, I stay here to remember
I stay here to remember

Noises out on a Friday night
People carousing in clothing tight
City streets in pathetic lights
No one stops for the fallen
Do you remember Abel slain
By the hand of his brother, the hand of Cain
Sometimes I go walking in the rain
to ponder upon it all

A living prophet in a dying age,
World overcome, overtaken by rage
It's closed the book, forgotten the page
And I, I stay here to remember
I stay here to remember ...

Yeah, I believe in the world to come
I believe it shall soon be begun
I believe in the world to come
Soon I’ll be on my way

Do you remember Abel slain
By the hand of his brother, the hand of Cain
Sometimes I go walking in the rain
To ponder upon it all

A living prophet in a dying age
World overcome, overtaken by rage
They’ve closed the book, they’ve forgotten the page
And I, I stay here to remember
In a dying age

World overcome, overtaken by rage
They’ve closed the book, they’ve forgotten the page
I, I stay here to remember
Stay here to remember
I stay here to remember