As this planet falls around the suntrapping us in the orbit
Creation groans in unison like a race of frightened orphans

The darkness of this raging storm is covering up our portals
But a yearning for the light is bourne in the heart of every mortal

Day to day we ache
With the pain that plagues Creation
Night to night we lie awake
And await its restoration

Heaven knows our lonely ways, heaven knows our sorrows
And Heaven knows things that we don't know and the joy of eternal tomorrows

But through this glass we dimly see yhis world as it was made
Oh and the good we know must surely flow
From the heart of a kind Creator

Day to day we ache
With the pain that plagues Creation
Night to night we lie awake
And await its restoration

So hold on in this restless age and do not fear your shadow
Your alternating tears and praise are prayers that surely will matter

Day to day we ache
With the pain that plagues Creation
Night to night we lie awake
And await its restoration