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.   Back to THE WEAVER AND THE SEA main page