It won’t take any time
To be a vapor in the light
Leave your shadow on the road
Join the powder of the people

Dry your leaking eyes
The Word has arrived

Near the river red with blood
Are stick figures caked in mud
We ignored the rising tide
Stood back and watched them all
Die away

Dry your leaking eyes
The Word has arrived
Wipe away your fears
We’re in the Velvet Years

These are the Velvet Years
We live the Velvet years

Run out to the streets
Tell everyone you can
To live the Glory, enjoy the feast
Given on this Promised Land

Then, run out to the fields and
Look into the clouds
When they part, grab the hand of
The one reaching down

You can hear it from above
Can you feel it down below
Can hear the songs of love?
Can you hear the wailing souls?
Can you feel it coming?

We get it from the right
We get it from the left
We hear it from the blind
We see it in the deaf
Can you feel it coming?

I tell you, Marx was right
when he yelled to workers, “Unite!”
Amen, he got wrong
by striking God from his song

Can you feel it coming…

Do you know what I’m saying…

Dry your leaking eyes
The Word has arrived
Wipe away your fears
We’re in the Velvet Years

These are the Velvet Years

We live the Velvet Years…

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