Doves Circled The Sky

Doves circled the sky

And light shone down

While we stood knee-deep in the stream



Chords rang out warm and clear

Sweet major chords

And they were ones and fours and fives



As we stood there, so straight and still

Our hair blowing softly

And our shirts and pants were all white

All linen and gleaming



Wind came out from the trees

A voice spoke out clear

It clearly spoke down from high above



"You are my chosen ones

Chosen to be

The way that you've already become"



Then the trees all groaned and they swayed

The wind roared, the earth shook

Then it all went quiet at once

The air cold and still

Then we all walked back up the trail

No one said a word

We got to the cabin and packed

We packed up our things



"You are my chosen ones

Chosen to be the way that you've already become

Yes, you're chosen to be

Chosen to stay the way that you have been all along



Once rehearsal is done

Open the gates

Let heaven's floodgates open wide

Now, rehearsal is done

Open the gates

Let heaven's floodgates open wide