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