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.
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