Healing

Every drop of golden rain
 That drives away the singing pain
 Like the wizards skill full hands
 A drop could heal this ailing land
 Like a little mustard seed
 Sown with all you noble deeds
 Though alone you have a home
 A shining throne
 The winds have shown
 Here and hereafter
 The innocents laughter
 The leave will turn green
 I have seen, I have seen
 All your tears, all your tears
 The ageless years
 The war,, the hate
 Come change in fate
 (it; s getting late)
 pEace will come to hold this line
 and heal the wounds of passive time
 And reapt the fruit in season
 And shed the rhyme and reason
 Set the sound of homily
 To holding hands in unity
 You can see the clear blue sky
 Do yo believe love never dies?
 (repeat)