In the afterglow, of that holy flood
I saw you rise in gold from up the mud
In the deepest vein of my battle tested blood
I felt appreciations I'd not known
Lover, my lover, let's take a long look, in the afterglow
Truth we uncovered where foundations shook, in the afterglow
I can see clearer than I did before
And there will come horses,
And there will come voices, in carriage and choir, through hills on
Fire, in the afterglow
Brother William, won't you sing a song
Call up yonder that one that might heal us all
Let that longing bleed out like holy waterfall
In desperation hymns that shake the storm
Brother, oh brother now what do you see, in the afterglow
Our eyes now uncovered, our shackles broke free in the afterglow
I can see, from the front lines to Jericho
And there will come horses,
And there will come voices, sharper their sword, open eyes toward
The afterglow
In the dark, I held on to all I could
In the light I'm left stronger and standing for good
In the cries, and trumpets, and carillons
Lies an urgency, born from the battle lines drawn
In the afterglow, we shall taste the fruit
Of that which dug deep in it's ground and held to the root
And there will come horses, and there will come voices