: (Smith/Ray) Here we go around again Curve of life spiraling Everything we've ever known As the seed of life gets blown And the miracle of time When
: (Smith/Daugherty) Life is designed With unfinished lines That another sings Each story unfolds Like it was gold Upon a ragged wing The bold and the
: I'm trampin', trampin' Try'n-a make heaven my home I'm trampin trampin Try'n-a make heaven my home... I've never been to heaven But I've been told
: (Smith/Shanahan) Yesterday I saw you standing there With your hand against the pane Looking out the window At the rain And I wanted to tell you That
: (Smith/Ray) Suffer not Your neighbor's affliction Suffer not Your neighbor's paralysis But extend your hand Extend your hand Lest you vanish in the
: (Smith/Kaye/Daugherty) Oh glad day to celebrate 'Neath the cloudless sky Air so sweet Water pure Fields ripe with rye Come one, come all Gather round
: (Smith) In my Blakean year I was so disposed Toward a mission yet unclear Advancing pole by pole Fortune breathed into my ear Mouthed a simple ode
(Smith/Kaye) Come my one, look at the world Bird beast butterfly Girls sing notes of heaven Birds lift them up to the sky Spring is departing Spring
(Smith/Ray) Here we go around again Curve of life spiraling Everything we've ever known As the seed of life gets blown And the miracle of time When
(Smith/Kaye/Ray/Shanahan/Daugherty) I had a dream Mr. King If you'll beg my pardon I was trespassing A sacred garden And the blossoms fell And they
(Smith/Kaye/Daugherty) Oh glad day to celebrate 'Neath the cloudless sky Air so sweet Water pure Fields ripe with rye Come one, come all Gather round
(Smith/Shanahan) Mother rose Every little morn' To tend to me There she stood Waiting by the door Selflessly Took my hand Took it with a smile tenderly
(Smith/Shanahan) Yesterday I saw you standing there With your hand against the pane Looking out the window At the rain And I wanted to tell you That
(Smith/Ray) Suffer not Your neighbor's affliction Suffer not Your neighbor's paralysis But extend your hand Extend your hand Lest you vanish in the
(Smith) In my Blakean year I was so disposed Toward a mission yet unclear Advancing pole by pole Fortune breathed into my ear Mouthed a simple ode
I'm trampin', trampin' Try'n-a make heaven my home I'm trampin trampin Try'n-a make heaven my home... I've never been to heaven But I've been told Try
(Smith/Ray) I took a walk out to the sun But I just, just couldn't take it I followed a dream It was circular But I just, just could not fake it Step
(Smith/Daugherty) Life is designed With unfinished lines That another sings Each story unfolds Like it was gold Upon a ragged wing The bold and the