Kings

and

sons

of

God

Tra-

vel

on

their

way

from

here

Calm-

ing

rest-

less

mobs

Eas-

ing

all

of

their,

all

of

their

fear

Strange

tim-

es

are

he-

re

Strange

tim-

es

are

he-

re

Sta-

tue

in

the

squa-

re

Meant

so

much

when

it

first

stood

Peo-

ple

come

from

far

and

near

To

bless

them

if,

bless

them

if

it

would

Strange

tim-

es

are

he-

re

Strange

tim-

es

are

he-

re

Sad-

ie,

dry

your

tears

I

will

be

the

one

To

pull

you

through

the

mere

Be-

fore

you

come,

be-

fore

you

come

un-

done

Strange

tim-

es

are

he-

re

Strange

tim-

es

are

he-

re

Strange

tim-

es

are

he-

re

Strange

tim-

es

are

he-

re