Evermore - Carla Sciaky

    The hour it is late yet I cannot rest
    Like a broken wing my thoughts flop and flutter Disengaged. disenchanted
    Yet I raise my voice up in song

    Oh look where a bond has delivered us
    To some distant shore far from home, far from harmony Evermore, ever searching
    Yet I raise my voice up in song

    I look o'er the chasm before me
    It is foggy filled with life's fearsome and darkening Long I stand. long I shudder
    Yet I raise my voice up in song

    Oh where is a place for this fragile heart
    I bruise easily. I weep in shadow Tears of Woe, tears of tenderness
    But still I raise my voice up in song

    Oh look where a bond has delivered us
    To some distant shore far from home. far from harmony Evermore, ever searching
    But still I raise my voice up in song

    I am weaving a tapestry for us
    It's a tree of life, behold it beckoning Colors bold, colors bonny
    And still I raise my voice up in song

    We are building a home in the wilderness
    Like some coursing stream our love flows onward Evermore, ever strong
    And still I raise my voice up in song

    © 1986 Words and Music by Carla Sciaky

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