Hard to believe when the heart is so broken. Storms in the valley hide words never spoken. I hear the sounds two horizons sing. The harp that once through Tara.
I know where to go tomorrow. Where tears will not find me. Now I'll give you this song. And autumn rays come down. Ring out the bells in Tara. My destiny in your hands.
Weaving silver and gold. Destinations crossing over. . Gentle music touching beauty. Rising in harmony. Teach us to listen, calling for wisdom. Gracing a tapestry.