Blips Drips And Strips
Laetitia Sadier / Tim Gane
I pick up by the handful
the somber heap at my feet
eyes closed to see the hopeful
trusting my deepest instinct
I pick up by the handful
the somber heap at my feet
eyes closed to see the hopeful
trusting my deepest instinct
but I go on,
dawning light,
task of hope
???
dawning light,
task of hope
???
at last dare to raise my eyes,
I saw the ship in the stars
strong of glittering fleet,
bringing light to the new born
I pick up by the handful
the somber heap at my feet
eyes closed to see the hopeful
trusting my deepest instinct
at last dare to raise my eyes,
I saw the ship in the stars
strong of glittering fleet,
bringing light to the new born
in a dawn light,
task of hope,
these are stars