Strong and proud, above the crowd
WE LET OUR VOICES RING
With words brought forth from the
mind and heart
...
I 'm so sorry that you weren't feeling so swell
I never knew, 'til you jumped in the Well
You hid all your worries, your dislikes and woes
And you never complained, when I stepped on your toes
...
The Voices are calling, calling me home
Weary from wandering, no more must I roam
To distant far places, and o'er the sea
My searching not answered, nor e'er will be
...
Sitting silently, somber in my room, while the world spins it's web
around me
Reflecting on a misspent life, trying to look in, but cannot see
I have lost the courage of my fantasies
...
Set high on a mountain top, overlooking God's idyllic pastoral creations
The beautiful mountains surround it on all sides
They tell me, at times, you can almost see God
This I firmly believe
...
My thoughts are with you today, my Son
I have a package that I'll keep in my heart
It's not to be opened today or tomorrow, but if we should ever part
I'm thinking of how we used to dance, You and your Mommie and I
...
They strolled the lane together
The sky was studded with stars
They reached the gate together,
and he lifted up the bars
...
Dirt filled puddles, messy things, drops of
water, tiny rings
Muddy shoes, muddy boots, little sprigs
from tiny roots
...
Trip the light fantastic, with the nimble dancers,
and players on the stage of life
Be a part of the Covenire, who walk the
tight rope everyday
...