Pearl
©2009 Andrew Calhoun, unrecorded.
How you tell a story, you're stuck in the middle of?
How you tell a story that you're born into?
Along with the answer that has no question
That comes and goes like morning dew
A heart to love in a storm of trial
A heart to love in the season's swirl
While the patience you run out of
Walks all the way around the world
Strong arms to row wild waters
Strong arms to row a sighing sea
And where lamenting turns to laughter
The heart may plant another tree
And may the turning draw bright morning
And may the turning pearl your pain
And may I say, I dearly love you
And that's a fact like the wind and the rain
And that's a fact, like the wind and the rain
Strong arms to row wild waters
Strong arms to row a sighing sea
And where lamenting turns to laughter
The heart may plant another tree
The heart may plant another tree