| Lyrics: | If my words did glow with the gold of sunshine
And my tunes were played on the harp
unstrung
Would you hear my voice come through the music
Would you hold it near as it were
your own?
It's a hand-me-down, the thoughts are broken
Perhaps they're better left
unsung
I don't know, don't really care
Let there be songs to fill the
air.
Ripple in still water,
When there is no pebble tossed,
Nor wind to
blow.
Reach out your hand if your cup be empty
If your cup is full may it be
again
Let it be known there is a fountain
That was not made by the hands of
men
There is a road, no simple highway,
Between the dawn and the dark of
night,
And if you go no one may follow,
That path is for your steps
alone.
Ripple in still water,
When there is no pebble toseed,
Nor wind to
blow.
You who choose to lead must follow,
But if you fall, you fall alone.
If
you should stand, then who's to guide you
If I knew the way I would take you
home.
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