Artist: | The Rankins (English) |
User: | David Long |
Duration: | 130 seconds |
Delay: | 12 seconds |
Chord names: | Not defined |
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Comment: | - |
There's a time to be thinking, once again about home
Where the matters of heart are what matters the most
There's a place in our memories, where the ghosts we left behind
Are the proof that our spirit has survived
It's a life to be cherished where the boundary is clear
We may wonder from our heritage, but always we are here
With our hope in constellations and our feet on solid ground
Waiting once more for our time to come around
Seed the sun out of life, some are washed away to die
But you'll find a way to compensate our ordinary lives
Knowing our time will surely come, by and by
There's a time that our visions, turning somewhere deep within
As we follow every instinct cautiously to the wind
As we turn towards the Heavens, so tight, so secure
Fearing sometimes for our spirit on the ground
Seed the sun out of life, some are washed away to die
But you'll find a way, to compensate, our ordinary lives
Knowing our time will surely come, by and by
There's a prayer for every problem and a home for every heart
But our trust in all our confidence in being who we are
We take pride in our beginning answered quickly as a sign
That you will find that you will soon be home again
Seed the sun out of life, some are washed away to die
But you'll find a way, to compensate, our ordinary lives
Knowing our time will surely come, by and by