What happens when you really listen?
There are things you hear…you never would have
If the listening bird had never sung her song
The things we do wrong
Gently told in the listening bird’s song
Pride in the hearing’s way
The maker of the listening bird
His winds blow gently away
Your heart hears the tale
Of sins, of crimes
The maker of the listening bird
Paid for with His life
Close your eyes, still your soul
Her song will set you free
The maker of the listening bird
Has shown to me
Without her wings
Blind you will stay
Listen to her song
To heaven she will guide you all the way
Copyright © 2016 Anne Carpenter