Blue skies rivers of gold. bring to my heart. the stories of old. I remember the way to begin. Led by all my grace. and a brave hand of peace. The air will lift us. our hearts a gift as. we feel the release. The breaking of dawn. I see the wind and the breeze. will carry us home. joining us all in unified love. The sweetness of peace. more precious than gold. the tender compassion. that gives elation as we behold. Break of dawn is coming. with wisdom wind and breeze. touching on the seas.... so here in our hearts. lay way to our new home. where all will find comfort blue skies. rivers of gold. sweetness of peace. more precious than gold. the tender compassion. that gives elation as we behold. Break of dawn is coming. with wisdom wind and breeze. touching on the seas.... so here in our hearts. lay way to our home. all will find comfort blue skies. rivers of pure gold