If I've lost my sense of north,
And the singing words,
Just won't spring forth,
When what's sung,
Had come unsprung,
I'll beat my tambourine,
Still beat my tambourine,
Unheard words for love unseen,
I'll beat my tambourine,
If my hopes have all flown south,
And my weakest praise,
Can't crawl to mouth,
Words dragged back in,
Dragged back by doubt,
I'll beat my tambourine,
Still beat my tambourine,
Unheard words for love unseen,
I'll beat my tambourine,
If I'm drowning in the waves,
Losing sight of the one who saves me,
And I'm reaching for the hand?
That I let go when I looked down,
I'll beat my tambourine,
Still beat my tambourine,
A heart submerged, periscope face serene,
I'll beat my tambourine,
When I can't sing the words because of sin,
Can't casually promise everything,
My heart won't lose
What it could not win,
So I'll beat my tambourine,
Still beat my tambourine,
Unheard words for love unseen,
I'll beat my tambourine,
When words have let me down,
And melody is a slipping crown,
I'll keep the rhythm from going down,
It'll go full circle,
It'll come back round if I....
Beat my tambourine,
Still beat my tambourine,
Keeping faith by keeping beat,
I'll beat my tambourine,
Unforced rhythms of grace and hope,
I'll beat my tambourine,
I'll keep the beat 'till I'm not kept out,
I'll lock it in and lock out doubt,
Each palm slap,
Is a prophetic shout,
I'll beat my tambourine,
I'll beat my tambourine,
Unheard words for a love unseen,
I'll beat my tambourine.
Monday, 26 February 2018
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