The Author Of The Story

[Verse 1]
She had one foot on the ground
And one foot in the air
It seemed the world held her cold hand
While the angels brushed her hair

[Chorus 1]
"But that's how it has to end
On this side of glory
Some wounds will never mend"
Says the Author of the story

[Verse 2]
I held one hand to the fire
And lifted one hand towards the sky
But the busy world still turned
And the angels passed me by

[Chorus 2]
Sometimes there seems to be
No Author of the story
These thoughts occur to me
On this side of glory

[Guitar Solo]

[Verse 3]
And I kissed the Lamb of God
And my fingers found the wounds
And the angels moved the stone
And I searched the vacant room

[Chorus 3]
That's how it all begins
On this side of glory
"And you'll see her shine again"
Said the Author of the story

[Outro]
I kissed the Lamb of God
My fingers found the wound
The angels moved the stone
I searched the vacant room
I kissed the lamb of God
My fingers found the wound
The angels moved the stone
I searched the vacant room