ON THE ROAD TO MY FATHER'S HOUSE

 Walking through a field of old
..a scarecrown pending
Never hearing music
never cross the fence of time
An eyewitness to nothing..
beauty or the beast
The residue of candle ends
picked up from the pieces

 The melody of thought
the soul of expression
never really understand
just pure improvisation
To look back now
with more than half an eye
The meanings of yonder years
do not tell a lie

 On the road to my Father's house
I hear the melodies of home
Sing out, sing the harmony
You will not be alone

 Daylight shines transparent
moonlight never gray
Unknown ways to tell you
worry is pass'e
Fattening on uncertainty
loving every day
It's all an open book
before their beneficent gaze

 (CHRS)

 Animation of energy
partners in strife
The sevenfold channel
of the river of life
Breaking ground to chance the free
Buliding blocks for you and me