Ezekiel saw the heavens open in the land of exile, and the glory of the Lord came like Like fire in the storm. By the river of the captives where the broken banners fell He saw lightning in the whirlwind and a throne no tongue could tell Living creatures full of burning, wheels within the wheels below Eyes were watching every turning, where the spirit chose to go And the voice above the thunder, called a prophet from the dust Son of man, stand up before me, speak my word because you must Can these bones live? Can the dead rise? Can the breath of God fill the valley one more time? Can the stone heart break? Can the grave let go? When the Lord says live Then the dry bones know He was sent to be a watchman Set upon a ruined wall With a warning for the wicked And a mercy in the call Jerusalem had blood upon her Princes, priests and prophets blind Still the glory would not vanish Still the Lord had not resigned Though the city burned behind them Though the temple gates were stained God was moving through the exile Not defeated, not contained Can these bones live? Can the dead rise? Can the breath of God fill the valley one more time? Can the stone heart break? Can the grave let go When the Lord says live Then the dry bones know I will wash you clean with water I will take the stone away I will put my spirit in you I will teach your feet my way From the east the glory rises Through the threshold like the sun And the river leaves the altar Till the desert starts to run Can these bones live? Hear the bones cry There is breath again in the valley of the dry Can the stone heart break? Can the dead seed grow? When the Lord says live Than the dry bones know From the ashes Of the city From the silence of the slain came the sound of holy breathing and the Lord returned again