Weird Connection
(Rich Mullins)
Come, let us make the weird connection with our friendly germs from outer space.
They bring the boxes of confections that our minds hunger to taste.
Across the crystal shades of morning grows a light electrically red
Signaling down to earth her warning all my children will soon be dead!
No, No!
Come, let us make the weird connection with our friendly germs from outer space.
They bring the boxes of confections that our minds hunger to taste.
Come, let us make the weird connection with our friendly germs from outer space.
They bring the boxes of confections that our minds hunger...
©richmullinsongs
