Hills of Falcon Ridge

Hills of Falcon Ridge

We all gather with our old friends
Pitch our tents and build our shires
And when night falls on this new world
We will light the holy pyres

Then we’ll gather with our stories
And our songs ‘neath starry skies
We have waited for these moments
And this evening speaks the why

Chorus
Hope is growing, Love is flowing, Laughter fills the air
Voices singing, Freedom ringing, Peace our only prayer

Friday night inside the dance tent
We all jump like we’re on fire
Bands and dancers ride the music
Hard to think we could get higher

But we know its just beginning
We’re just warming up the choir
We’ll make magic this whole weekend
From our deepest pure desires

Chorus

Instrumental

And on Saturday we’ll listen
To the singers of the songs
When the singers hit the chorus
Everyone will sing along

We are singing songs of sorrow
We are singing songs of peace
Singing songs of bright tomorrows
When the ways of wars will cease

Chorus

On a magic Sunday morning
We will gather goat and sheep
As the voices of the cantors
Gently wake us from our sleep

Call our minds and spark our bodies
Lead us ‘cross that golden bridge
As we sway in sacred union
On the hills of Falcon Ridge

Chorus

Hope is growing, Love is flowing, Laughter fills the air
Voices singing, Freedom ringing, Peace our only prayer

Chorus….Repeats… ending