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 MAN
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 TOSSED
NOR WIND TO BLOW
YOU 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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