Doves circled the sky And light shone down While we stood knee-deep in the stream
Chords rang out warm and clear Sweet major chords And they were ones and fours and fives
As we stood there, so straight and still Our hair blowing softly And our shirts and pants were all white All linen and gleaming
Wind came out from the trees A voice spoke out clear It clearly spoke down from high above
'You are my chosen ones Chosen to be The way that you've already become'
Then the trees all groaned and they swayed The wind roared, the earth shook Then it all went quiet at once The air cold and still Then we all walked back up the trail No one said a word We got to the cabin and packed We packed up our things
'You are my chosen ones Chosen to be the way that you've already become Yes, you're chosen to be Chosen to stay the way that you have been all along
Once rehearsal is done Open the gates Let heaven's floodgates open wide Now, rehearsal is done Open the gates Let heaven's floodgates open wide