Holy Land
For timeless souls, just one, a billion
The tavern master winks, then listens
Speak your heart, oh simple pilgrim
Let devotion send your visions
You, peace-seeking, traveling lover
Have no fear to love another
Lift your song upon this bridge
That spans to every holy land
Let there be love and light
And we'll wander through those swinging doors
Where wild birds can then fly through
Those swinging doors to me and you
Build a bridge, this is holy land
Build a prayer, it's all holy land
Build a bridge to holy lands
With open hearts and healing hands
Where love is simply traded clean
For love and care and healing things
Build a bridge just rocks and bones
And simple things that stack and hold
Like memories of loving times
And words that kindle and inspire
Build a bridge of eagle wings
And condor eggs and fragile things
Just strong enough to hold us well
So we can all still break the spell
So wild birds can still fly through
Those swinging doors to me and you
It's all holy land through the pilgrim's eye
Where every rock and tree's alive
It's all holy land cause we're waking up
And every drop is in a sacred cup
It's all holy land!
The soul has come through the jade screen
To wander in this world of dreams
It's all holy land.
The tavern master winks, then listens
Speak your heart, oh simple pilgrim
Let devotion send your visions
You, peace-seeking, traveling lover
Have no fear to love another
Lift your song upon this bridge
That spans to every holy land
Let there be love and light
And we'll wander through those swinging doors
Where wild birds can then fly through
Those swinging doors to me and you
Build a bridge, this is holy land
Build a prayer, it's all holy land
Build a bridge to holy lands
With open hearts and healing hands
Where love is simply traded clean
For love and care and healing things
Build a bridge just rocks and bones
And simple things that stack and hold
Like memories of loving times
And words that kindle and inspire
Build a bridge of eagle wings
And condor eggs and fragile things
Just strong enough to hold us well
So we can all still break the spell
So wild birds can still fly through
Those swinging doors to me and you
It's all holy land through the pilgrim's eye
Where every rock and tree's alive
It's all holy land cause we're waking up
And every drop is in a sacred cup
It's all holy land!
The soul has come through the jade screen
To wander in this world of dreams
It's all holy land.
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Writer(s): Cedar Walton
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