They came from the east Following a path of light Taking a leap of faith To a new tomorrow A new star shines Hovers over a small town Lighting up the night With promises of glad tidings Through dangers and hardship The wise journey on Til they come to the place Where the world has…
Parcels wrapped up in fancy paper Shiny ribbons and frilly bows Suggesting delights concealed within As excited children wait for Christmas morning Let us open the gift of love Let us open the gift of kindness Let us open the gift of charity Let us open the gift of hope Love descends on Christmas morning…
Clean smell of fir permeates the home, Dark needles shed to layer the carpet beneath Soft lights glow, casting peaceful shadow Ornaments glitter in the firelight Bells tinkle softly in a faint breeze And a star presides from the topmost branch Once evergreen came into the home Reminder on midwinter that spring would come again…
Purple for hope A candle for future promises Prophets proclaim the coming of salvation Purple for faith Flame flickers like starlight Shining on a moonlit town Pink for joy A blazing flame for light in the darkness Shepherds hear the good news Purple for peace A candle for the changing world Angels praise the living…
It’s what they say, isn’t it? That history must be remembered So it won’t be repeated But that hardly works in life Warfare and butchery are nothing new And certainly not forgotten But still it happens again and again Preying of rich upon poor Injustice in courts of law Inscribed in texts from ancient times…
Nothing but small talk Hello how are you lovely weather we’re having Hide behind the words so no one knows Your untold story Chatter echoes in an empty void A shield of nothing disguising the truth No one knows you No one wants to know No one hears the silence of your words Everyone’s chatter…
Lying in bed in the pitch-black night The small child strains her eyes to see Strains her ears to hear every sound Ghosties and ghoulies and things that go bump Swallow you down, body and soul Take you away to the world of the dead Many years later, all grown up Lying in bed in…
It’s time for the resolution of the story So, what’s it going to be? From the time you enter, stage left, Everything has led to this moment And now it’s time to find out Are you the hero of your own story Maybe you’re the villain Or even just a chorus member In someone else’s…
Shattered on shores lie all the wreckage of hopes and dreams Rocks and shoals bar the way to safe harbour Winds howl, waves roar And a life lies in pieces on unrelenting stone This is the time and place To get back in the game Take up hammer and nails Put the pieces back together…
All the me inside my head Each one has a different opinion And they’re all shouting as loud as can be How can I tell which one is the real me All those different thoughts competing for space All the muddled feelings tangling together Rendering me wordless, mute No way to speak the pain of…
Eclectic Assemblage 