Ripple in still water
When there is no pebble tossed nor wind to blow
It's a hand me down, the thoughts are broken
If you go, no one may follow
If you should stand, who's to guide you?
But if you fall, you fall all alone
Let it be known, there is a fountain
That path is for your steps alone
Between the dawn and the dark of night
If your cup is full, may it be again
Ripple in still water
Reach out your hand if your cup be empty
Would you hold it near as it were your own?
When there is no pebble tossed nor wind to blow
I don't know, don't really care
Would you hear my voice come through the music?
Perhaps they're better left unsung
Let there be songs to fill the air
And there's a road, no simple highway
You who choose to lead must follow
That was not made by the hands of men
