The Far Enchanting Shore

v.1 I felt the breath of angels

As I walked out the door

They came from the future

From a far enchanting shore.

I spoke to my robot

When I got home at night

I asked it to show me

God's eternal light.

chorus

First we're here

And then we're gone x2

v.2 I danced with the angels

In the morning on the beach

They spoke to me of places

That were just beyond my reach.

I spoke to my robot

Later in the day

I told it I relied upon

The things it had to say.

chorus

First we're here

And then we're gone x2

v.3 I went with the angels

When they began to fly

But then I fell behind

There was something I had to try.

I spoke to my robot

Before I went to sleep

I told it its answers

Were a little too deep.

chorus

First we're here

And then we're gone x2

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