I heard this one when it came out. I love it, and though I couldn't necessarily relate to it when I was 14 (when me and my mom argued constantly and honestly hated each other), I can relate to it now.
God-fearing; still taught me how to two-step
Took me to church, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Then Sunday thinking why me
That was Mama Nem placin' the love inside me
I actually liked this song, and I don't want to open the flood gates for calling others gay in a "Most Beautiful Song" thread, but this one was just too easy to pass up
Chew listening to this song, thinking about his long-lost boyfriend who died in a horse accident on his ranch
I can't listen to that song ... gotta listen to the whole album ... a great a beautiful weaving of lyrics, classical music and rock and roll (and of course Graeme Edge's poetry read beautifully by Mike Pinder)
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
There is a road, no simple highway
Between the dawn and the dark of night
And 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 alone
If you should stand then who's to guide you?
If I knew the way I would take you home