The Ancestors SongMy Ancestors came in a dream to me Blood dripping still from their wounds; I witnessed their grief and their agony, And their words coming out with no sounds. As I stood at the border they begged me To choose one side or the other But their words rang false and I told them I shall stand and call all of you brother. O, it's been the English and Irish, and it's been The Arabs and Jews-It's been one side or the other, But I'll stand wheresoever I choose. And the Place that I choose is the Light of my Soul God bids me to stand in no other. For the Light of Love lifts the darkness of war So shall all of mankind become brothers. -Harmony Foster Kieding | ||||||||||||
Lord of LoversO my Lord you've another who lies in your bed who daily walks by your side But it's me you would have for your roaming who can never be your bride. And it's meet me down in the Meadow and it's Sail me away on the Sea, Or it's in some quiet mountain glen, that You and I must be. Then who can say how long Love will last, from Now till Eternity? But You are My Lord of Lovers and I your Lady be. -Harmony Foster Kieding |
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