Oh, The Joy
Quelle: Spotify
Oh, oh the joy..
Of that shines..
Through your soul..
Like a source of a child’s lullaby an…
And I were, I were a mountain top thoughts..
Can weigh heavy, on our hearts..
But it’s carved, in stone, yeah
I was born to listen to the, oldest voices..
But when a world turns..
Silent…
And it’s filled with things…
That speak of be-wilderness..
Got no pages..
No pages unspoken..
But a thousand dreams within
Within they softly burn
Why the show…can’t..
Rise to the level, of our defeat..
The outward turns though
Knowing the shade of our speech
But it’s carved, in stone, yeah
I was born to listen to the, oldest voices..
But when a world turns,
Silent…
And it’s filled with things…
That speak of be-wilderness..
I turned to the song.. of
One hundred candle lights..
All that Joy for, for that shines
For all that shines..
For all that shines..---Lyrics submitted by Trip Watson.
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