James Ingram Beneath The Snow
It's hard to survive,
Held in the grip of the cold
beneath the snow.
But there in earth,
the heart of a seed is alive
waiting to grow.
And so for us all
there's a winter of fear
that can rape the soul
until the spirit deep inside, awakens.
And the river shall roar
And the eagle shall soar, above
And the land shall be healed once more
with love.
Alone in the dark
it's hard to imagine
that day will ever come.
That the season will change
and life will begin once again
out in the sun.
And just when it seems
that nothing will ever rise again
there comes a voice on the summer wind
that that cries out.
For the river to roar
And the eagle to soar, above.
For the land to be healed once more
with love.
And with that love
will come the dawning
And with that light
no time for warning
tears may fall
but only the tears of joy
that know how much there is
to savour afterall.
When the river shall roar
And the eagle shall soar, above.
When the night holds no pain
And the day only beautiful
And the land shall be healed again
with love.
