CLIFF TOP MAN.



Jesus shall come,
With an almighty shout,
Says the voice,
The voice,
Of your Creator,
                   God,
Just as the Waves,
The Waves,
Crash 'n' Roll,
Crash 'n' Roll,
Fringing  this Rocky Carpet of Gold,
                                  Carpet of Gold,

Making patterns in the Sands,
In the Sands,
Are Men at their Lathes,
Turning Kites,
Turning Kites into Men,
With  our Seasons,
Seasons in the  Sands,

For Man to Love,
Taste,
Then endure,
The burdens of the Cross,
Walks you Cliff Top Man,
In front of the winds ,
The winds,
Of all consuming History.