Watchman Waits by Packy Lundholm Lyrics

Watchman waits for the morning
And he knows the morning will come
Eastern skies, the horizon
Lit by the eyes of the sun

And freedom takes a circular shape
And I can't escape from you
Heaven waits with pearly gates
And a nighttime view

Feathers fly in formation
Fleeting the cold of the moon
Breezes blow as the cold wind goes
Under the roof of my room

And freedom takes a circular shape
And I can't escape from you
Heaven waits with pearly gates
And a nighttime view

Shepherd pulls the sheep in line
And he knows the good they're for
Radio calls for a falling star
Hiding in the back of the store
And freedom takes a circular shape
And I can't escape from you
Heaven waits with pearly gates
And a nighttime view