~The Voice~
I hear your voice on the wind
And I thear you call out my name...
'Listen my child!' you say to me,
'I am the Voice of your history,
be not afraid-com,e follow me,
Answer my call and i'll set you free.'
I am the voice in the wind and the pouring rain,
i am the voice of your hunger and pain;
I am the voice that always is calling you,
I am the voice-I will remain
I am the voice in the fields when the summer's gone,
the dance of the leaves when the autumn winds blow;
ne'er do i sleep throughtout all the cold winter long;
I am the force that in springtime will grow.
I am the voice of the past that will always be,
filled with my sorrows and blood in my fields;
I am the voice of the future...
Bring me your peace, bring me your peace, and my wounds they will heal.
i am the voice in the wind and the pouring rain,
I am the voice of your hunger and pian;
I am the voice that always is calling you,
I am the voice
I am the voice in the past that will always be
I am the voice of your hunger and pain;
I am the voice of the future..
I am the voice...I am THe Voice..
I am the Voice..I am The voice...
~Scarborough Fair~
Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley,sage, rosemary, and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there, he once was a true love of mine
Tell him to make me a cambric shirt, parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Without no seams nor needle work, then he'll be a true love of mine
Tell him to find me an acre of land, parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Between the salt water adn the sea strand,
then he'll be a true love of mine.
Are you going to Scaborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there, he once was a true love of mine.
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