Gift of Song
A man loaded his six string
Shot a cord to the sky
And down fell the clarity
That filled many an eye
Sometimes you gotta look up
To see what's going down
And if you embrace the majesty
You can walk under its crown
Cause when arms are open
And ready to embrace
It's then that we see
What each of us must face
Sometimes you gotta look up
To see what's going down
And the gutter is just one step
To the sidewalks of any town
Music is a tool used to reach
The chambers of the heart
Loud are the voices of the fallen
And a cry is just a start
Sometimes you gotta look up
To see what's going down
And when we reach out
We can rescue all that drown
When I hear songs of pain
I feel an energy in my bones
That echoes to my brain
With its fragile tones
And when I look up
I feel the vibrations coming down
It's then that I find knowledge
That love is the great renown
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