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Bob Bennett Album: The View From Here Track: Still Rolls The Stone Still Rolls The Stone Lyrics Bob Bennett © 1985 Straightway Music (ASCAP) I tore off my grave clothes And cried a pool of tears For the voice of the Living One Who spoke the stars and spheres Has called me from my darkness And led me to this place Where the dead leap And the blind see His face Still rolls the stone, still rolls the stone Still rolls the stone from the grave Hearts aflame with mercy Like the sun in midnight sky While the doubter shrugs his shoulders And the cynic wonders why But as it is in Heaven So now we proclaim The Lord tells us here to do the same In the still of a Sunday morning A grave stands open wide And a promise kept While the world slept Means that no one is inside

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