Letra de Going Home
Disciple
Going Home
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The sky grows black as the earth stands still and
Clouds roll back when the Son is revealed
Chorus
I see Jesus, coming in the Eastern sky
To bring His children home
I see Jesus, coming in the Eastern sky
I'm going home
Cars collide and people die, planes fall from the sky
The graves begin to split and seas open wide
Clouds roll back when the Son is revealed
Chorus
I see Jesus, coming in the Eastern sky
To bring His children home
I see Jesus, coming in the Eastern sky
I'm going home
Cars collide and people die, planes fall from the sky
The graves begin to split and seas open wide
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