MUSIC by BROOKS

Tears for a Lamp

By Brooks Agnew

A tear

Falls in your life

For love,

And still

It fills your lamp,

With the oil that you’ll need,

When you’re finally freed,

From every earthly pain,

When he calls out your name,

And lights your flame.

Tears for a lamp;

Lighting the dreamer’s way,

Warming the hands that pray,

Calming the night,

Providing light,

For the way home.

Tears for a lamp;

Welling for those who smile,

Blessing the extra mile,

Comforting the weak,

And those who seek,

The way home.

Tears for a lamp,

Falling like quiet rain;

Shrouded in veiled pain,

For those we love,

Who’ve gone above,

To their home.

I’ll Remember

By Brooks Agnew

When there is nothing left to sing,

And the final flake of light

Flutters into darkness,

I’ll remember;

When the future meets the past;

All in the way we kiss,

And the way you make it last;

I’ll remember;

Oh, the days we danced,

And the rains we soaked,

And the hands we held,

And the pains we felt,

Between the smiles

We shared.

When the last wind dies,

And the last star twinkles

Its last vibration

I’ll remember;

The castles we built,

And the times we wished,

And the gifts we gave,

And the glass we poured

Around the ice

We melted.

When the universes fold,

And the next I am begins,

To let light become

The garden we can walk in,

I’ll remember your name.

Once I was a Dreamer

By Brooks Agnew

Once I was a dreamer

Asleep in the day.

I thought I had the light,

And the way.

Now, I’m sailing close-hauled

For the end of time.

The edge of the world

Curves away.

I am;

I was;

I am,

When we divided our souls,

And slowed the universe to now.

I am;

I was;

I am.

Once I saw a distance,

Between the stars.

I thought the light,

Was the way.

Now, eye single glory,

And all is as one,

Set into a voice

At the dawn of time.

I am;

I was;

I am,

When we divided our souls,

And slowed the universe to now.

I am;

I was;

I am.

Now I am a dreamer,

Awake in the day.

I know the light,

And the way.

Sailing the waves of space,

And eternity’s time,

I see the joy at the edge,

Where the world curves away.

I am;

I was;

I am,

When we divided our souls,

And slowed the universe to now.

I am;

I was;

I am.

Harvest

By Brooks Agnew

Father reap this world at dawn

This evening grows cold and damp

Tomorrow’s wage is here and gone,

The oil burns low in my lamp.

Father release that angel now

To open the mighty seventh seal.

Remove the bow let this sun go down

On the last day behind this veil

Harvest now the field is ripe

While I yet bleed a drop

For pain felt for the family’s plight

Oh savior come gather your crop.

Heart strings wane an anguished song

The patriarch’s failed his sacred call

‘Tis the battle lord fought too long

I lay me down I give mine all.

For the blood of the saints I hear it sing

The mourning song of lamented love

Son of righteousness Take thy wing

And bring me to my home above

Testimony

By Brooks Agnew

Maybe I wasn’t there when my elder brother died,

And I didn’t hear the painful hammer’s blow,

And I didn’t  hear the virgin mother cry,

But this much I do know.

That he lives for I have heard his voice,

He cares for me for I’ve felt him weep,

He’s the Christ my king and I’ve made my choice,

I’ll follow his will and feed his sheep.

Maybe I haven’t felt the prints in His hands,

And I didn’t see the stone rolled away

And I haven’t traveled those foreign lands,

But his much I can say

That he lives for I have heard his voice

He cares for me for I’ve felt him weep

He’s the Christ my king and I’ve made my choice

I’ll follow his will and feed his sheep.

Maybe I wasn’t there when the five thousand fed

Maybe I didn’t see the misery and woe

And I didn’t see Lazarus raised from the dead

But this much I do know.

That he lives for I have heard his voice

He cares for me for I’ve felt him weep

He’s the Christ my king and I’ve made my choice

I’ll follow his will and feed his sheep.