The hour is late and you feel chased by the unthinkable.
It's when you're covered all over in smoke and ashes that the light comes. And with light comes sound. And in the darkest of night, dawn is awakened by the song of your soul.
One step at a time you move in rhythm until mystery is revealed. And the wildest discovery of all is that you weren't alone in the dark.. and you're not alone in the light. You're surrounded by a chorus that stretches from roof-top to roof-top. The rhythm begins to swell and shake the ground beneath and a whole town is soon stirred by the sound and aroma of those emerging from smoke and ashes.. one step at a time!
Listen! Your watchmen lift up their voices;
together they shout for joy.
Burst into songs of joy together you ruins of Jerusalem