RIPPLE
(J. Garcia, R. Hunter)

If my words did glow with the gold of sunshine
And my tunes were played on the harp unstrung,
Would you hear my voice come thru the music,
Would you hold it near as it were your own?

Its a hand-me-down, the thoughts are broken,
Perhaps theyre better left unsung.
I dont know, dont really care
Let there be songs to fill the air.

Ripple in still water,
When there is no pebble tossed,
Nor wind to blow.

Reach out your hand if your cup be empty,
If your cup is full may it be again,
Let it be known there is a fountain,
That was not made by the hands of men.

There is a road, no simple highway,
Between the dawn and the dark of night,
And if you go no one may follow,
That path is for your steps alone.

Ripple in still water,
When there is no pebble tossed,
Nor wind to blow.

But if you fall you fall alone,
If you should stand then whos to guide you?
If I knew the way I would take you home.

DIFÍCIL DE CONSEGUIR
(A. Minimal, F. Casas)

A veces las fuerzas eternas de la vida
se concentran en la forma leve de un cuerpo
Y esta es el agua en la que vamos a nadar
hasta que algún día podamos despertar

Está parado en la luz que no da sombras,
no lo detiene la tristeza de estos días
Camina sin rumbo y no es que no sepa donde ir,
quema un combustible difícil de conseguir

Él quiere que sepas que está solamente a unos pasos de ahí
Y no tengas miedo todo esto es natural,
ni vida ni muerte, ni principio ni final.