Dry Your Eyes

Dry your eyes and take your song out,
it’s a new-born afternoon.
And if you can’t recall the singer
you can still recall the tune.
Dry your eyes and play it slowly
like you’re marching off to war;
sing it like you know he wanted
like we sang it once before.
And from the center of the circle
to the midst of the waiting crowd,
if it ever be forgotten
sing it long and sing it loud
and come dry your eyes.

And he taught us more about giving
than we ever cared to know,
but we came to find the secret
and we never let it go.
And it was more than being holy
and it was less than being free,
And if you can’t recall the reason
can you hear the people sing.
Right through the lightning and the thunder
to the dark side of the moon,
to that distant falling angel
that descended much to soon
and come dry your eyes.

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