Though it is messy
Though it carries stresses
Though it is both too large
And too small
Though it’ll never be perfect
Though there will be laughter and tears
Though someday you’ll leave it
Today it is home.
Though it is messy
Though it carries stresses
Though it is both too large
And too small
Though it’ll never be perfect
Though there will be laughter and tears
Though someday you’ll leave it
Today it is home.
Come, let us sail away
Go far, to distant shores
We’ll raise sail with the day
With sun or if it pours
And somewhere may we find
A quiet place to be
With peace of heart and mind
Just us there, you and me
Why does the gull cry?
Why does it make the choice?
Why sail across the open sky
And raise so high its voice?
When you took my heart
I knew within my soul
This was cosmic art
And I would be whole.
I see no honor
In building mountainous wealth;
When Earth is so rich
Such life there is for the taking
If one can but rise
I once walked across
A broken tree
Whose boughs sagged low
Whose leaves wilted
Weak in the breeze
I asked the tree what it needed
And though it did not answer
Its leaves grew greener
Its boughs rose, if only a little
To be asked such a thing
Alas that time is fleeting
That moments pass us by
That each and every meeting
Is gone soon as it’s nigh
I see the bottom of my cup
The dregs are swirling there
Remains of wine I’ve else lapped up
Breathed in as if ’twere air
And though I’m feeling rather ill
And wish to sit down, too
I am not unglad to be still
Deep in my cups with you!
As sun peeks o’er the eastern line
I crave its fiery light
I wish to hold it, make it mine,
As day springs forth from night
It paints orange the land and sea
And sets afire the sky
And so the sun smiles upon me
Before rising so high
So brief those moments of the dawn
And yet they stay with me
E’en after they are long since gone
Only a memory