Reach for the Moon

We ask for the earth

We reach for the moon

We struggle and moan inside our cocoon

We sing songs of freedom we dance the enraged

Morning is coming and still we’re not saved.

Those of confusion

The dissatisfied

Who will not believe in the God who has died

Where will they go to, Where will they hide?

When Jesus the living sits on his throne.

When Jesus the singing possesses his own.

Have you not heard it, have you not seen?

Neither the earth nor the moon queen

Can give what you want

Can break the hard stone

They have not the love to take you to home.

Oh ask for the earth

Oh reach for the moon

Struggle and moan inside your cocoon

Sing songs of freedom

Dance upon crime

Morning is coming and still there is time.