Will We Open the Heavens

By Robin Williamson Robin Williamson: Guitar, ba*s, flute, oboe, piano, cello and vocal. Let me be where love is born to sail upon a scallop shell the way no hair of a thought is disturbed and the sight is still as moonlight clasps each leaf of a tree of dust until it knows it is alive and lives to be green tell me will we open the heavens and disperse ourselves as rain or pa*sing by some closed door beam morning at the pa*sing of all dreams i love you in spirit and in earth through all and beyond until sweet kindness fills all space quieting the howling stars.