Emily Smith Audience Of Souls
Audience of souls I’ll sit here before you
And I’ll sing to you a song
Sing to you a song
Absent of words, I’ll learn from the birds
And I’ll sing to you a song
Sing to you a song
Lend to me your ear for I know you have the time
And I’ll tell you some news
Tell you some news
Been away too long your friends have moved on
So I’ll tell you some news
Tell you some news
You can’t shake my hand or look me in the eye
But you’re glad that I came
Glad that I came
You can’t see my face or my name place
But you’re glad that I came
Glad that I came
So glad that I came
You’re glad that I came
Warmth from the sun it colours my skin
Means nothing to you
Nothing to you
You’re sheltered from pain, touched only by the rain
Means nothing to you
Nothing to you
Offerings we leave, what are they worth?
Do they mean much to you?
Mean much to you?
The comfort that it gives to the heart of a friend
Does it mean much to you?
Mean much to you?
From wisdom that you’ve gained
What advice would you give me?
And what would you change?
What would you change?
If you had your life again would you live it the same?
Tell me what would you change?
What would you change?
If you had your life again
Would you live it the same?
Tell me what would remain?
And what would you change?
Audience of souls I’ll sit here before you
And I’ll sing to you a song
Sing to you a song
