Thea Gilmore
Thea Gilmore - I Lift My Lamp lyrics
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Your feet led you back to that old weathered track Where the best and the worst of us shine And the stories were told, yeah, the warnings of old Well, they fell through the cracks in our time Weren't we hungry once Weren't we scared once Weren't we shadowed and desperate and bruised So I lift my lamp Oh, I lift my lamp Oh, I lift my lamp For you, for you, for you Can you hear the bell ring, come on gather them in Take the weak and the lost and the frail Where they're raising a wall, be your own wrecking ball Be the sweet tipping point on the scale Weren't we bleeding once Weren't we all traveling once Weren't we hurting and looking for truth So I lift my lamp Oh, I lift my lamp Yeah, I lift my lamp For you, for you, for you Come gather 'round people wherever you roam From Eight Mile Road to the Astrodome From the whisper right through to the microphone Let us sing you are home You are home, you are home There's a quarter note wrong in the patriots' song When it's sung by that old misanthrope But by each golden door, every border and shore There's a million lights raised up in hope So I lift my lamp Oh, I lift my lamp Yeah, I lift my lamp For you, for you, for you For you, for you, for you