The Psalters playing "Badlands" in the streets of Montmartre, in Paris.
Image & edit by Véro Bréchot
Mix by François Clos
Sound by Ondine Henry
Produced by Ombeline for Le Phar
http://www.psalters.org/
LYRICS //////////////////////////////////////////////////
Lighting struck, Your presence woke us up.
You said, "follow into the night"
rain quit, moon lit, vast plains ahead and in this vision
we know ourselves small sun rose on the stones,
many shades of light, the wind was now our guide
it led us to the height at the edge of the cliff
all idle chatter quit, now with our lives at risk we finally exist .
You gave freely, met our needs,
cut our hands from things
and from our veins flowed life giving streams onward along the ridge together,
breaking bread and glad with all we saw, we were in awe
ghost town sheriff put us behind the wall,
he doesn't like the look of folks in awe
phantom preacher said, "you outlaws confess",
and we said "yes, we are in awe!"
said they'd feed us to the birds, we heard the crows caw
but you can't capture wind and you can't control awe .
We were in awe (Glad with all we saw, we were in awe)
Angel made a jail break said go and walk this land & be in awe.
you must obey God rather than man if you're in awe.
Angel made a jail break said go & walk this land & be in awe.
you must obey God rather than man if you're in awe.
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