If I Come to Need an Angel

I have come to know the beat of an almost silent sound

Like a clock that's winding low as it's hands go 'round and 'round

And I have come to know the music in the rush of whispering wings

It's the song of quiet passing, and the Sound of everything

So build me up a fire, and take me by the hand

And I will dance like no tomorrow, to a light and lively band

And go stepping to the stars, and go spinning in the air

As if I never felt a shadow, or I never had a care

So build me up a fire…

For every closing of a day, there is a rising of the sun

For every race that comes to end, there is another to be run

For every bird that goes to land, there is another taking flight

And for every dark and stormy place, there is another filled with light

So when all the music's done, and time is at an end

Then I will turn unto the morning and take the trail around the bend

And walk the winding way, and ride the rising road

And if I come to need an angel, one will be there for me, I know

So when all the music's done…