We may find a trace. Of a state of grace. In the saddest face. Something is there. How the rivers flow. We may never know. But it goes to show. Something is there. This guiding light. Will burn so bright. So much wonder around us. All the love in the air. Let the good that surround us. Help us to always care. Then the seeds we sow. Will survive and grow. And we all will know. Something is there. This guiding light. Will burn so bright. So much wonder around us. All the love in the air. Let the good that surround us. Help us to always care. In this world where ever present dangers. Circle round our family heart. Like a throng of hostile strangers eager. for a way to start. There appears a friend's familiar face. Oh sweet relief the heart goes to a warmer place. And this we prize. And this we hold so dear. This state of grace. We may find a trace. Of this state of grace. In the saddest face. Something is there. How the rivers flow. We may never know. But it goes to show. Something is there. This guiding light. Will burn so bright. So much wonder around us. All the love in the air. Let the good that surround us. Help us to always care. Life aboard this fast revolver still remains. a magic mistery. Loud reports of anger fill the pages of our history. Those of us with love can now embrace. With sweet relief a life lived at a gentler place. And this we prize. And this we hold so dear. This tumble state of grace. In the night a daffodil. Is battered by the father of all storms. daybreak sees it stand alone. Amongst a field of lifeless forms. Rays of light illuminate. Where sweet relief presents a shinig yellow face. And this we prize. And this we hold so dear. This humble state of grace. We may find a trace. Of a state of grace. In the saddest face. Something is there. How the rivers flow. We may never know. But it goes to show. Something is there. This guiding light. Will burn so bright. So much wonder around us. All the love in the air. Let the good that surround us. Help us to always care. Then the seeds we sow. Will survive and grow. And we all will know. Something is there. This guiding light. Will burn so bright. So much wonder around us. All the love in the air. Let the good that surround us. Help us to always care. And this we prize. And this we hold so dear. This humble state of grace