Ripple

If my words did glow with the gold of sunshine

And my tunes were played on the harp, unstrung

Would you hear my voice come through the music?

Would you hold it near as it were your own?

It's a hand me down, the thoughts are broken

Perhaps they're better left unsung

I don't know, don't really care

Let there be songs to fill the air

Ripple in still water

When there is no pebble tossed nor wind to blow

Reach out your hand if your cup be empty

If your cup is full, may it be again

Let it be known, there is a fountain

That was not made by the hands of men

And there's a road, no simple highway

Between the dawn and the dark of night

If you go, no one may follow

That path is for your steps alone

Ripple in still water

When there is no pebble tossed nor wind to blow

You who choose to lead must follow

But if you fall, you fall all alone

If you should stand, who's to guide you?

If I knew the way, I would take you home