Words
and Music by Dennis Livingston
Raise
the tent with love and pride,
spread good fortune far and wide.
Rope and cloth swirl round the mast,
joy now heals the past.
Days
pass by in quiet splendor,
to the work our thoughts surrender.
Mem'ries carried in the heart,
should fate break us apart.
Lives
are woven strand by strand,
diff'rent souls like grains of sand.
Yet the truth we must recall,
one loom makes us all.
One
loom makes us all.
©
1995 Hallmark Music Co.
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