If my words did glow with the gold of sunshine And tunes were played on harp unstrung Would you hear voice come through music? hold it near as your own? It's a hand-me-down thoughts are broken Perhaps they're better left unsung I don't know really care Let there be songs to fill air Ripple in still water When is no pebble tossed Nor wind blow Reach out hand if cup empty full may again known fountain That was not made by hands men There road simple highway Between dawn and dark night go one follow path for steps alone You who choose lead must But fall should stand then who's guide you? knew way would take home