Petra Midnight Oil
We wait since the day He ascended He said He would come again Some think it will be such a long time Some think they know just when We live like there's no tomorrow We wait with our lamps of oil We watch for the midnight hour The day we cease our toil When the trumpet sounds And the bridegroom comes The weddings gonna be so royal So we gotta keep staying loyal Cause our feet are gonna leave this soil When we burn the midnight oil Burn the midnight oil Some wait from the top of the mountain Away from the world below Some work while there's still a harvest No rest when there's seed to sow We go out to wait for the bridegroom Some bring oil of readiness Some lamps will be burned out waiting Left out in there emptyness Will our lamps be full at parousia? When the bridegroom comes will hear the call
