From the recording The Iciclist
After leaving the political rally, the Icilicst’s journey continues. Outside he meets a weeping woman. She is a wounded soul, abused by her former spouse. The Iciclist sings her a song to give her hope that she can transcend these wounds and shine.
Performed by Ben Shaw and Jamie Hill
Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Jamie Hill at The Department of
Energy Management Studios in Tacoma, WA.
All songs written and copyrighted by Benjamin Beckwith Shaw
All rights reserved
Lyrics
I hope you know how wonderful you are
How bright your gentle star shines into the night.
It's been a long long road miss Lindsey
Time to enjoy the ride
May your dreams fill up the sky
Girl, you're coming home.
You broke the mold, rewrote the story
Tossed the pieces into the ocean wide.
Now as the Stars begin to align
Girl, just watch 'em shine.
It's gonna be alright
Take it easy, let your heart be shown.
Your crooked smile turns the world into gold.
Girl, You're coming home.
Close your eyes
Let the sun shine upon your face
All the bad times have been erased
Girl, You're finally home.
You broke the mold, rewrote the story
Tossed the pieces into the ocean wide.
Now as the Stars begin to align
Girl, just watch 'em shine.
You resigned yourself to be
Stuck inside this listless dream
Drifting out to sea.
Then at once the moment came
You let the bastard walk away
With his shackles and his shame
You are free now to live life your own way.
It's gonna be alright
Take it easy, let your heart be shown.
Your crooked smile turns the world into gold.
Girl, You're coming home.
Close your eyes
Let the sun shine upon your face
All the bad times have been erased
Girl, You're finally home.
You broke the mold, rewrote the story
Tossed the pieces into the ocean wide.
Now as the Stars begin to align
Girl, just watch 'em shine.