the song of the brook
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If I find in myself desires nothing in this world can satisfy,
I can only conclude that I was not made for here
If the flesh that I fight is at best only light and momentary,
Then of course I'll feel nude when to where I'm destined I'm compared
[Chorus:]
Speak to me in the light of the dawn
Mercy comes with the morning
I will sigh and with all creation groan as I wait for hope to come for me
Am I lost or just less found? On the straight or on the roundabout of the wrong way?
Is this a soul that stirs in me, is it breaking free, wanting to come alive?
Cause my comfort would prefer for me to be numb
And avoid the impending birth of who I was born to become
[Chorus:]
[Bridge:]
For we, we are not long here
Our time is but a breath, so we better breathe it
And I, I was made to live, I was made to love, I was made to know you
Hope is coming for me
Hope, He's coming
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I can from haunts of coot and hern;
Imake a sudden sally
And sparkle out among the fern,
To bicker down a valley.
By thirty hills I hurry down,
Or slip between the ridges,
By twenty thorpes,a little town,
And half a hundred bridges.
Till last by philip's farm I flow
To join the brimming river,
For men may come and men may go,
But i go on for ever.
I chatter over stony waves,
In little sharps and trebles,
I bubble into eddying bays,
I babble on the pebbles.
With many a curve my banks I fret
By many a feild and fallow,
And many a fairy foreland set
With willow-weed and mallow.
I chatter,chatter,as i flow
To join the brimming river,
for men may come and men may go,
but i go on for ever.
I wind about, and in and out,
with here a blossom sailing,
and here and there a lusty trout,
and here and there a grayling,
and here and there a foamy flake
upon me, as i travel
with many a silvery waterbreak
above the golden gravel,
and draw them all along, and flow
to join the brimming river
for men may come and men may go,
but i go on for ever.
i steal by lawns and grassy plots,
i slide by hazel covers
i move the sweet forget-me-nots
that grow for happy lovers.
i slip,i slide,i gloom,i glance,
among my skimming swallows;
i make the netted sunbeam dance
against my sandy shallows.
i murmur under moon and stars
in brambly wildernesses;
i linger by my shingly bars;
i loiter round my cresses;
and out again i curve and flow
to join the brimming river,
for men amy come and men amy go,
but i go on for ever.
Imake a sudden sally
And sparkle out among the fern,
To bicker down a valley.
By thirty hills I hurry down,
Or slip between the ridges,
By twenty thorpes,a little town,
And half a hundred bridges.
Till last by philip's farm I flow
To join the brimming river,
For men may come and men may go,
But i go on for ever.
I chatter over stony waves,
In little sharps and trebles,
I bubble into eddying bays,
I babble on the pebbles.
With many a curve my banks I fret
By many a feild and fallow,
And many a fairy foreland set
With willow-weed and mallow.
I chatter,chatter,as i flow
To join the brimming river,
for men may come and men may go,
but i go on for ever.
I wind about, and in and out,
with here a blossom sailing,
and here and there a lusty trout,
and here and there a grayling,
and here and there a foamy flake
upon me, as i travel
with many a silvery waterbreak
above the golden gravel,
and draw them all along, and flow
to join the brimming river
for men may come and men may go,
but i go on for ever.
i steal by lawns and grassy plots,
i slide by hazel covers
i move the sweet forget-me-nots
that grow for happy lovers.
i slip,i slide,i gloom,i glance,
among my skimming swallows;
i make the netted sunbeam dance
against my sandy shallows.
i murmur under moon and stars
in brambly wildernesses;
i linger by my shingly bars;
i loiter round my cresses;
and out again i curve and flow
to join the brimming river,
for men amy come and men amy go,
but i go on for ever.
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