Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Through Cerulean hue
Praise place comes into view
Chants fill up the room
Train sounds underneath the moon
Hands raised to the roof
Grace lay under black boots
Best friend he never knew
Miracles coming out the blue
[Verse 2]
Circle dance like a quaker
Brings me right back to the pit
I search for a saviour
Never know when this is it
Preaching to the congregation
Club burning up, consecration
Bread and wine, consecrated
Let's have a conversation
[Verse 3]
At night service
Saturday mass
Night service
Saturday mass
[Verse 4]
All the nights with stained glass
In the future, see the past
Night service
Saturday mass
[Verse 5]
Night service
Saturday mass
Night service
Saturday mass
[Verse 6]
All the nights with stained glass
In the future, see the past
Night service
Saturday mass
[Verse 7]
Wild in there right?
They going in on the decks tonight
Everybody want play this other night
Bury it, let me tell you a story
[Verse 8]
I was playing at a Avalon
I was taking shots like Avedon
He was there before the phones
So the party photographer tagged along
Neon beams was flashing
The DJ played The Rapture
Saw the lights reflective rays
She was dressed like Chloe Sevigné
[Verse 9]
Met her on the seventh day
Of tour, it was going off
On the road with twelve apostles
Out there tryna spread the gospel
Started missing daylight
Knew I had to stop raving
Woke up, came back to life
Got reincarnated
[Verse 10]
At night service
Saturday mass
Night service
Saturday mass
[Verse 11]
All the nights with stained glass
In the future, see the past
Night service
Saturday mass
[Verse 12]
Night service
Saturday mass
Night service
Saturday mass
[Verse 13]
All the nights with stained glass
In the future, see the past
Night service
Saturday mass
[Verse 14]
Got so high I might just float
Think I caught the Holy Ghost
He turned water into wine
Yeah we do this all the time
Got some places we could go
[Verse 15]
Got so high I might just float
Think I caught the Holy Ghost
He turned water into wine
Yeah we do this all the time
Got some places we could go
Written by: Jacques Greene
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