From a time I dare to mention
I was shown the broken line
In this world of good intentions
the cruelest love can seem so kind
And you may harbor quiet sorrow
but to speak it is the crime
And so I'm waiting in your
valley to be standing on your mountain
That I might tumble down your
hillside to a place that waits for me.
I am soldier without country
having laid my guns to rest
I am Time without the notion
You could say I floundered with the best
I have followed after hunger
and I watched my wants infest
Now I'm waiting in your valley
to be standing on your mountain
That I might tumble down your
hillside to a place that waits for me.
I have asked so many people
what the spark of life might be
But they bade me not to ask
for more than the muted heart could be
And though they posed me many
faces all but one I could not see
And so I'm waiting in your
valley to be standing on your mountain
That I might tumble down your
hillside to a place that waits for me.
If you've got a long road Take
it with a light load
Spirit let your love come
through Give it everything you could
Take back everything that's
good Spirit let your love come down.
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