Shine
May the road that you wander on
Winding through all of your wonderlands
Lead you to your hearts desire
May the chill of a lonely night leave you alone
As you’re warmed by your own
Gentle heart’s fire
Let those that love you
Lift you higher
And the comfort of the mother
At the heart of god
Remind you
You are her son
And you Shine
Yea, you Shine, Shine
And the evening falls on us all
Red and warm
And the birds sing their twilight songs
Let us pack up the cares of the day
Like the sweet nomads that we are
When all our work is done
Let the flowers bow their heads
And the stars reappear
And our minds be happy and calm
And the comfort of the mother at the heart of God
Remind us that we still are One
And we shine
Yea, we Shine, Shine
Comes a time
When the ashes of all that you thought was so precious
Will blow away, scatter and fall
It’s just sand through our fingertips
Whispering the stories of truth at the source of it all
It’s when every gypsy
Finally finds her home
That the comfort of the mother
At the heart of God
Reminds us, we’re not alone
Yeah, the comfort of the mother
At the heart of God
Reminds us, that we are her own
And we Shine
Yea, we Shine
Shine
Winding through all of your wonderlands
Lead you to your hearts desire
May the chill of a lonely night leave you alone
As you’re warmed by your own
Gentle heart’s fire
Let those that love you
Lift you higher
And the comfort of the mother
At the heart of god
Remind you
You are her son
And you Shine
Yea, you Shine, Shine
And the evening falls on us all
Red and warm
And the birds sing their twilight songs
Let us pack up the cares of the day
Like the sweet nomads that we are
When all our work is done
Let the flowers bow their heads
And the stars reappear
And our minds be happy and calm
And the comfort of the mother at the heart of God
Remind us that we still are One
And we shine
Yea, we Shine, Shine
Comes a time
When the ashes of all that you thought was so precious
Will blow away, scatter and fall
It’s just sand through our fingertips
Whispering the stories of truth at the source of it all
It’s when every gypsy
Finally finds her home
That the comfort of the mother
At the heart of God
Reminds us, we’re not alone
Yeah, the comfort of the mother
At the heart of God
Reminds us, that we are her own
And we Shine
Yea, we Shine
Shine
(words & music by Les Lokey, aka Lulu)
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