Blips, Drips, and Strips
I pick up by the handful
The somber heap at my feet
Eyes closed to see the hopeful
Trusting my deepest instinct
I pick up by the handful
The somber heap at my feet
Eyes closed to see the hopeful
Trusting my deepest instinct
But I go on,
Dawning light,
Task of hope
?
Dawning light,
Task of hope
?
At last dare to raise my eyes,
I saw the ship in the stars
Strong of glittering fleet,
Bringing light to the new born
I pick up by the handful
The somber heap at my feet
Eyes closed to see the hopeful
Trusting my deepest instinct
At last dare to raise my eyes,
I saw the ship in the stars
Strong of glittering fleet,
Bringing light to the new born
In a dawn light,
Task of hope,
These are stars