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