THE WAY IT USED TO BE

I'm painting the world the way it used to be
Where butterflies would splash colors around the trees



I'm painting the skies the way they were designed
Before Wormwood would destructively fly by



Can you imagine a world where there are no trees
Fresh water would nevermore flow to the sea



Can you imagine a sky without the sun
darkness covering everyone



I'm painting the world the way it used to be
it brings colors to my memory

Continents did not yet sink and disappear
Cultures did not perish through magnetic fields

No one lived in bunkers beneath Earth's crust
Hope did not vanish like the dust

I'm painting the way up to the sky
Where people live and never die


Where through God's love nations will rise
to evermore walk Earth's eternal Paradise

Blessings and love in Christ,
Monique