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Some people say that life is just a given thing
But you and I both know by whom its lent.
And that it's right here in the dirt
Where we've both been loved and hurt.
That Love Himself has come to pitch His tent
Sometimes we're in the fields of holy roses
Other times we're rolling in the tares
Breaking bread and sharing wine
Did I feel your hand touch mine
Or did we both touch angels unawares?
Abraham's down by the oaks of Mamre
And Joseph dreams beside an empty barn
There's a woman by the well with dreams no man can tell
Though a broken man might keep her safe from harm
There's someone else inside this fiery furnace
And Jacob's gazing up those endless stairs
We are wounded on the road, but we share each others load,
And make each other angels unawares.
Everybody backs into the future
Everyone's just feeling for it blind.
Sometimes we get lost and the threads of our lives get crossed
But I'm sure glad yours got tangled up with mine.
The day is gone and I know I should be going
There's barely light enough to say our prayers.
Ah but give me leave the while for to turn and see you smile,
And leave to love like angels unawares.
And leave to love like angels unawares.
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