On+Clarke's+Hill

On Clarke's Hill, it's Saturday morning Old church is humming with a thousand stories Irish ghosts are flying round the ceiling Can't see them but I'll bet they're all smiling along

Hear them saying, " We'll see you back on that road." Ah yes, keep walking on down your road Keep your hearts wide open for the love that comes to kindle your souls

In Warrnambool, a young heart burning Felt the call of the whole world turning I see her still on the Turkish border Calm and open like a bird on water that flows

There she was just walking on down her road Ah yes, walking on down that road With her heart wide open for the love that came to kindle her soul

Mullingar's sweet ancient myths Weave their magic like a much sought kiss Poetry and the spell of song Feed the heart of one too long from home

Once more, time to head down that road Ah yes, keep walking on down your road Keep your heart wide open for the love that's come to kindle your soul

Do you feel the pull of those soft, strong forces? That lead you here after all your choices To find there's one voice you seek most often One touch, you find yourself longing to feel

Keep walking, together on down that road Ah yes, together on down that road With your hearts wide open for the love came to kindle your souls

After all you've seen and wondered After all the miles your hearts have wandered The time is right to stop and linger To say, "There's this that I believe in - it's true"

This day. take some time //off// that road Ah yes. share some time off that road With your hearts wide open to the love we give to kindle your souls

Look around at these familiar faces Recall a tale every rich line traces The drifting yams in half remembered places Let there be laughter and warm embraces and tears

Then so long, we'll see you off on your road Bon voyage, we'll wave you off on your road With our hearts wide open with the love you gave to kindle our souls