Everything You Gather Is Just

Inspiration, Move Me Brightly, Light The Song With Sense And Color, Hold Away Despair

Wake Up To Find Out That You Are The Eyes Of The World.

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?

Ain't No Time To Hate, Barely Time To Wait

The Storyteller Makes No Choice, Soon You Will Not Hear His Voice, His Job Is To Shed Light, And Not To Master