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
And there's a road
No simple highway
Between the dawn
And the dark of night
If you go
No one may follow
That path is for
Your steps alone
Ripple in still water
When there is no pebble tossed
Nor wind to blow
You who choose
To lead must follow
But if you fall
You fall all alone
If you should stand
Who's to guide you?
If I knew the way
I would take you home
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