Where are the scales of justice
Where are those twinkling lights
Where is the poetry in motion
Where are those white pearly gates

And the Light floods in
My wings they flex
Aloft I rise
I’m connected
To My NDE
NDE
NDE
And it’s so beautiful to feel alive

Where is the life to flash before my eyes
Where is the salvation upon which we met
Where is all the beauty in my modest decay
Where will I feel safe yet suspended

And the Light floods in
My wings they flex
Aloft I rise
I’m connected
To My NDE
NDE
NDE
And it’s so beautiful to feel alive