Текст песни ecclesiastes

Things I seen before The vanity of my soul We're called to delight In the presence of God's people Abba Father This existence Taking its toll I'm ready to come home Yeah, yeah yo, yeah, yeah yo Tired of this flesh, I'm a mere mortal Wanna go home, yeah I wish there was a portal What's the point of anything, yo What's the point of anything, yo When I'm with my family I feel love When I'm with my brothers I play too much 'Cause they see me And they hear me Just like you do Heaven on earth You coming back That's the good news