Heaven's Door

Psalm for Cape Breton Island, Nova Scotia
Words and Music by Kevyn Bashore

Watchin’ the sun kiss the sea
From the mountains of the North Shore
And fishermen layin’ their traps all along the bay
I’m ready to run on the waves
Feel the poundin', feel my heart soar
It’s just like they say in the month of May
When all your cares simply drift away
I run, I run

Skippin' stones into the great unknown
Under sea gull wings
Drinkin' life from the cool of the shoreline springs
Calico shells make me sit a spell
As the tide swell sings
Readin’ history of wars and kings
Written on silver driftwood rings
I run, I run
I run till the fury of the day is done

And I’ll praise you in the mornin’
When the river’s runnin’ high
And I’ll praise you in the evenin’
When the blue moon’s on the rise
And I’ll praise you on the Arm of Gold
Where the waves blow horns ashore
And the ancient eagle’s wings unfold
As I stand at heaven’s door

Taking a trek down to ol’ Baddeck
By the Cabet Trail
A misty little town in a faraway fairytale
Prayin’ for the wit and blessin’
Of Alexander Graham Bell
With a spirit unbound no man could quell
He turned this whole world all upsidedown
I run, I run

Dancin' through a field of heather
Tastin' joy in every drop of rain
Feelin' free, feelin' wild and unrestrained
Ridin' on the edge of the world
Holdin' nothin' but a horse’s mane
At the timerline, in the cattail cane
It’s all good, I’m finding strength regained
I run, I run
I run till the fury of the day is done

And I’ll praise you in the mornin’
When the river’s runnin’ high
And I’ll praise you in the evenin’
When the blue moon’s on the rise
And I’ll praise you in the fields of gold
Where your whispers rustle through
And the mountains tell their tales of old
As your love remains like dew

The God of glory thunders
Shakes the Highland wilderness
And stirs the tempest fury
Along the coast of Inverness
And soaks the trees by the Margaree
With the rains from distant sands
And all creation sings revelations
Of the goodness from your hands
And Your love for this great land

Castin' my dreams into the silent sea
As the Jack Pines sway
Baptized by a mist from the coast of Maine
Jumpin' cliffs into the Ingonish
Where the Blue Whales play
As a haunting tune from a distant loon
Hails a mighty moose—king of his domain
I run, I run

Rememberin' the flags of freedom
Standin' in the Sydney sun
Shining o’re the Land
Our Fathers first came from
Lyin' under twilit stars
And the northern lights phenomenon
As dreams of heaven render me undone
Where all the battles fought on earth are won
I run, I run
I run till the Kingdom of Heaven has come