These are the days, we were told to watch for
And guide the way to the narrow door
Talk shows all say "there are many ways;

They're all the same"
But he's the only one


Don't get carried away by all the floods
Rumors of wars and quakes on distant shores
These birthing pains are simply signs the times are near

We should be living
Like he could appear


Cause this is not some eclipse
Where the mid day sun shines black as midnight
Moon gives no light

Stars fall down like rain
This is not some eclipse
It's the prophesied returning

Son of Man come with glory burning
A trail right through the clouds


Many will claim the day when he'll appear
But no man will know the day or month or year
Just like a thief comes in the night

That's how he's coming
We'd best get our hearts right


As lightning cracks, oh in the east
Yet further west still it is blinding
So will it seem with his coming

Cause there'll be nothing...
(Oh and then)