Who can say for certain. Maybe you're still here. I feel you all around me. Your memories so clear. . Deep in the stillness. I can hear you speak. You're still an inspiration.
Sometimes in this life we hear. Calling from somewhere. Sometimes it is loud and clear. Sometimes it's so softly there. . Sometimes it is in the sea. Sometimes in the sky.
The sun is sinking low in the sky above Ashokan.. The pines and the willows know soon we will part.. There's a whisper in the wind of promises unspoken,.
Can't it be a dream. Surely it does seem. Like a frightful dream. How can this be true. . Won't her mother come. Come, wake her up to play. Won't her father say.
DREAMERS:. And the master hears the whispers. On the stairways dark and still,. And the spirits speak of secrets. In the house upon the hill.. . Scene: Archibald's Dressing Room.
I need a place where I can go. Where I can whisper what I know. Where I can whisper who I like. And where I go to see them. . I need a place where I can hide.
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CHORUS. Turning into Randolph Scott. Some things never change. Dried-up, extraordinary -. Alkalai on the range. Once she was a humid child. Nodding toward a place.
I've traveled 'round this country. From shore to shining shore. It really made me wonder. The things I heard and saw. . I saw the farmer working. Plowing sod and loam.
Dear Sir I Write This Note To You To Tell You Of My Plight. For At The Time Of Writing It I'm Not A Pretty Sight. My Body Is All Black And Blue, My Face A Deathly Grey.
If you want higher wages, let me tell you what to do;. You got to talk to the workers in the shop with you;. You got to build you a union, got to make it strong,.
The first good joy that Mary had. It was the joy of one.. The first rejoice that Mary had. Was to see her new born son.. . To see her new born son good man,.
Dear thoughts are in my mind. And my soul soars enchanted. As I hear the sweet lark sing. In the clear air of the day.. For a tender beaming smile. To my hope has been granted.
Loreena McKennitt. The holly and the ivy. When they are full grown,. Of all the trees in the wood. The holly bears the crown.. . The rising of the sun.
The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees. The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon the cloudy seas. The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor.
See there, past that far-off hill. A tower held in the sky. Hear there, in that dark blue night. The music calling us home. . See there, in that far-off field.
You won't wake up -- you're not dreaming -- this is all real. We've been playing like we've made sense of such a raw deal. Why'd you listen, what do we know?.
I don't want to introduce you to my friends, 'cause I think they'll get the wrong idea.. You're so fetching in that dress - They'll think we have messed around.
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You can point and laugh. I'm sure he's used to that. Using faith like an acrobat 'til the net breaks. . He won't get upset. That though we've never met.