Sounds of a trumpet
This is a heads-up
No heads up when those dead in Christ will raise up
Rise from your grave There'll be the end of the years
And months and days New phase
Immortality Reality stage hits
You sleep when your eyelids heavy
If not ready your life could run laps like Andretti
You'll quit Overwhelmed with ups and downs
Life is real petty
I recharge my batteries Ever ready
Especially when spirit is speaking
Directing my focus steady
Through heavenly Seeing visions of the heavenly