Come away, come away
Into quiet and trust, come away
Come away, come away
In repentance and rest, come away
For the heavens are telling the glory of God
The works of His hands teach His ways
The night reveals knowledge we must understand
His invisible nature is explained through the day

Come away, come away
Come away, come away

The rhythm of the city
An emotionless machine
Manufacturing reality
Shiny but unclean
Built on sand and fantasy
A mirror of mirage
Reflected by the silver screen
The chrome in the garage

Vision blocked by concrete
Calloused hearts encased
Deafened by the drumbeat
Tongues too seared to taste
Masked by thrum of engines
And the chatter of the screen
The still small voice is buried
The footpath isn't seen
Images and idols
Technologically devised
Words of cotton candy
That dissolve before your eyes
Intellect and science
Worshipped by decree
Giving credit to illusion
So the chained believe they're free

Fundamental skeletons
In self-appointed roles
Clothed in robes of office
But carnivorous of soul
Speaking words that come from knowledge
But do not come from light
Letter lacking Spirit
Adding darkness to the night