When Comes a Time

A remodel of an old 1994 lyric. This piece has been re-arranged many times over the past 32 years. The original was written on guitar.

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In the eyes of a child
The reflection of a mother's care
Father so silent
Yet so heartfully there
A country's border
There to keep out the danger
There to cast out the strangers
That storm the gates of heaven

When there comes a time
A babe needs your hand
Open your arms and then
Give them your land
When they've come to conquer
Your fortress so lame
Infants will scream louder
'Til the bedside she came

A light shines from her window
Silhouette dance with impassioned grace
We all seek the comfort
In the bosom of her border
Like war-weary men
Their desire like the battlefield
Are drawn into her light
The salve to soothe their pain

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Ladies full-throttled
Packaged and bottled
For love we coddle
In the babe's lonesome room
Sweet handmaiden waddle
Nightingale Street toddle
Bedside manner lens
Its eyes never staid
Visions and fantasies
Of women well-laid
Wet nursing keeping
This lady well-paid  

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A string arrangement:

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