Born from His hands
A wonderful man
Made him a name to remember
Two-thousand years
Of blood, toil, and tears
All have the fun to remember
Close your eyes if you want to wind
With you around your head let it go let it feel you
Take a trip, get your mind
And let your mind trip to the things that we do
Now that we're seen
To work on a dream
That one of us guarded together
And before long
There could be a song
Which you would make last forever
Close your eyes if you want to wind
With you around your head let it go let it feel you
Take a trip, get your mind
And let your mind trip to the things that we do
Heaven and hell
Are both doing well
Showing the distance between them
One or two more
To make you feel sure
Now you have got to believe them
Close your eyes if you want to wind
With you around your head let it go let it feel you
Take a trip, get your mind
And let your mind trip to the things that we do