-Eileen Elias Freeman
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- Emile Zola
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Maybe there are things you just can't know, but can you say there are no mysteries in the house you choose to dwell. Maybe we are entertaining angels unaware.
Maybe there's a place where we will fly, but some say God is dead like Nietzsche said and faith has made me a fool.
But maybe there is more than meets the eye, who's that stranger there beside you? Don't be smug and don't be cruel. Maybe we are entertaining angels unaware.
Battles of the heart and of the mind, we stay caught in mental purgatory 'til our existence can be defined.
Meanwhile on the shores of parallel, there may be a holy conference held somewhere discussing all mankind. Maybe we are entertaining angels unaware. I say maybe we are entertaining angels unaware.
Angels unaware.
Soaring, somewhere, longing, reaching, searching, knowing, loving, caring.
Let me take you by the hand,lead you to the Promised Land And trust Him with your heart, He'll lead you home...