Passed the lake last evening. It looked dark,dank and threatening. In the fast fading light. The moody mountains stood tall. With thick mist swirling across. In ghostly fashion. A complete contrast to the summer view.
Somewhere I know Far across the seas Drift the dreams of tomorrow On this crisp winter breeze The stars are the cat's eyes That light up their route The Moon She guides them... on The Cosmic commute
There is a place where mercy flows A place where an eternal garden grows There is a land of love and truth Where the lame walk and the old become as youth
You are the River of Life A stream that flows down from on high Washed by the love that comes from above Eternal spring from the father
Come dance in the meadows Come sing to the wind Come shout from the mountains And laugh joyously
Come to the place of forgiveness and grace Come to the place of healing and rest Come feel the warmth of a tender embrace Come to be healed and come to be blessed
You are the River of Life A stream that flows down from on high Washed by the love that comes from above Eternal spring from the father