Hymns of the 49th Parallel

There is a town in north Ontario, With dream comfort memory to spare, And in my mind I still need a place to go, All my changes were there. Blue, blue windows behind the stars, Yellow moon on the rise, Big birds flying across the sky, Throwing shadow

I heard there was a secret chord That David played and it pleased the lord But you don't really care for music, do you? Well it goes like this the fourth, the fifth The minor fall and the major lift The baffled king composing Hallelujah Hallelujah Ha

maybe it was to learn how to love maybe it was to learn how to leave maybe it was for the games we played maybe it was to learn how to choose maybe it was to learn how to lose maybe it was for the love we made love is everything they said it would be

flawless light in a darkening air alone...and shining there love will not elude you love is simple i worship this tenacity and the beautiful struggle we're in love will not elude us love is simple be sure to know that all in love is ours and love, as

I live in the hills You live in the valleys And all that you know are those blackbirds You rise every morning Wondering what in the world will the world bring today Will it bring you joy or will it take it away And every step you take is guided by Th