Hymn For The Children Lyrics - Barclay James Harvest

Their spirits soar on high 

They wing with birds that float on by 

Your love and mine 

Their spirits with the breeze 

That gently plays the summer leaves 

Your love and mine 

Life is a bird in the sky 

Life is the breeze blowing by 

Time picked the words 

Time picked the songs 

But we sang them wrong 

Their spirits with the rain 

That feeds the wheat and weeds the same 

Your love and mine 

The sun their spirits light 

That feels and warms both black and white 

Your love and mine 

Life is the rain from on high 

Life is the sun in the sky 

Time picked the words 

Time picked the songs 

We were the choir 

But we sang them wrong 

Their spirits bless the cruel 

The intellectual, the fool 

Your love and mine 

Their spirits point the way 

But who has noticed, who will say 

Your love or mine? 

Life is a soft lullaby 

Soothing a child as it cries 

But it cries in pain 

Time wrote the songs 

We hear the cry 

And still we sing wrong