1. Shine

From the recording Wildfire

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On a Sunday with flowers in her hair
They’re all looking through her
As if she isn’t there
From the altar a song of being found
But if they’re singing to her
She doesn’t hear a sound

All alone in the world no one to lead her


On and on
She’s taking one step at a time
It won’t be long before all the stars align
And she will shine

Packing memories a dozen at a time
It’s not the same old story
As the one she leaves behind
In the morning
With her cat beside her clothes
Headed for the mountains
A place that she doesn’t know and

On the road in the golden moon (oooooo)
She’s all alone
In the world the stars will lead her