Joan Baez - Blessed Are... Lyrics
Blessed are the one way ticket holderson a one way street.Blessed are the midnight ridersfor in the shadow of God they sleep.Blessed are the huddled hikersstaring out at falling rain,wondering at the retributionin their personal acquaintance with pain.Blessed are the blood relationsof the young ones who have died,who had not the time or patienceto carry on this earthly ride.Rain will come and winds will blow,wild deer die in the mountain snow.Birds will beat at heaven's wall,what comes to one must come to us all.For you and I are one way ticket holderson a one way street.which lies across a golden valleywhere the waters of joy and hope run deep.So if you pass the parents weepingof the young ones who have died,take them to your warmth and keepingfor blessed are the tears they criedand many were the years they tried.Take them to that valley wideand let their souls be pacified.