We get a feeling, arise emotion
Never knowing where it comes from
Born in silence comes the voices
Of our conscience
Guardian angels, mighty messengers
Time is just a state of mind for mighty messengers
Mind is just a waste of time for mighty messengers
You can hear them tell you
Nothing real can be threatened
Nothing unreal exists
Herein lies the peace of God
Guardian angels, mighty messengers
Time is just a state of mind for mighty messengers
Mind is just a waste of time for mighty messengers
