from Turning Point ..............................................
This great cold steel that bars the way inside was molten when the Blacksmith was still living This dead heavy door that's oak by oak and all the way a cross is unforgiving This inscription tall on that pristine wall behind the steel so rusted says, "love remains to break the chains of those who would dare to trust it."
Meet me here any night There's a secret church that's gathered by these gates of steel a gathering of refugees enough to feel that we're warm inside with our candles in the wind Though we're standing on the outside of these walls alone the secret church feels taller than cathedral stone The doors may be locked but they're just doors Come be welcomed into so much more Come be welcomed into so much more
Then the wind turned strong when the gathering was done and the chains upon the bars began to falter down to the floor From the center of the door fell the lock that was placed on the altar The inscription tall on the pristine wall behind the steel so rusted says "love remains to break the chains of those who would dare to trust it."
Meet me here any night There's a secret church that's gathered by these gates of steel a gathering of refugees enough to feel that we're warm inside with our candles in the wind As we're standing on the outside of these walls alone the secret church feels taller than cathedral stone The doors may be locked but they're just doors Come, be welcomed into so much more Come be welcome, come be welcomed into so much more