Michael plays guitar from time to time
But only on special occasions
Michael plays guitar from time to time
And when he does
It's always a special occasion
When he did last night
I felt the shingles falling from my eyes
My eyes
And I could hear them singning
Songs of father love
Michael plays guitar from time to time
And rivers converge in the middle
Michael plays guitar as if his life were on the line
Music like eyes to the blind
Closing his eyes
Reaching for the melodies of God
The Lord seems a river flow tonight
And maybe in the distance a voice inside my head
I have labored to hear for so long
I've never heard my father laughing
I never heard my father cry
But in the dawning of this moment
I can hear, I can hear
The crying, redeeming
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Reach into your pocket and you'll find
The gift of your childhood I left you
Even through the ages I have covered you with love
But stil I have reason to test you
Here in the night
Let the spirit touch you
Let your fears be known
For I have come to let you see that they can go
And as I call you out to follow, hear my song
Calling you out to the beauty you have held so long
Calling you out into the magic of music
You hear in your soul
And this I've given you
I'm calling you now
Calling out to say that I love you
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