I Gather The Small Waters To Me Lyrics & Chords By Ben Livingston

Wings no longer vainly flapping I can fly to the places of my whims No rain to fall, no wind to blow, a quiet world Who needs trees to rest in? Peeking into the cavernous, gaping...read more

Now is the time for your loving, dear, And the time for your company, Now when the light of reason fails And fires burn on the sea; Now in this age of confusion I have need...read more

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Come wander quietly and listen to the wind Come near and listen to the sky Come walking high above the rolling of the sea And watch the swallows as they fly There is no sorrow...read more

No use crying, talking to a stranger, Naming the sorrows you've seen. Too many sad times, too many bad times, And nobody knows what you mean. Ah, but if somehow you could pack...read more