Dedicated to two poets: Lucille Clifton and Dave Connolly
lyrics
Let the fields turn mellow in the sun
Let the days come one by one
Like pearls through our hands we are dreaming of the work to be done
Let our hands be tender from
From love, let love be at the end
Let the night come softly like a friend
We are dreaming of a dawn, pink and gold with a view of the mountaintop so
This is the valley we must tend
Take my hand while we weep
For there is much that we must grieve
But I know joy comes in the morning
Let there be a new flowering
I know joy comes in the morning
Let the fields turn mellow in the sun
Let the war be over once
And for all we are dreaming of a peace that will reach and will come
Let our hearts be tender from
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