Bruce's Philosophers Song
Walking, always over windows
weeping willow wind blows
you are not alone
Watching, for the sign its reading
overtime i'm thinking
you are not alone
ooh yeah..
In time, you will find your heavensent.
With my head outside the line
the sign is reading overtime
i'm thinking you're heavensent.
You're sent.
Ooh yeah..
Waiting in a patient limbo
wanting only to know,
this is my way home.
Wading through overflowing reason
can't contain the feeling
this is my way home
Ooh yeah..
In time, you will
The First Noel
The first Noel, the angels did say
Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay;
In fields where they lay keeping their sheep
On a cold winter's night that was so deep.
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
Born is the King from Israel.
They looked up and saw a star
Shining in the east beyond them far;
And to the earth it gave great light,
And so it continued both day and night.
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
Born is the King of Israel.
And by the light of that same star,
Three wise men came from country far;
To seek for a king was their intent,
And to follow the star wherever it went.
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
Born is the King of Israel.