Walk on the Water
Walk on the water,
walk through the sand.
Look for the answers,
where the sea meets the land.
I left the city, I came to the beach.
I hope the answers, are in reach.
I came to the ocean,
down by the beach.
To find the answers,
to search for peace.
And I touched the sunset,
there’s fire in the sky.
Walk on the water, walk on the sky.
It’s a magical moment;
it’s a special day.
Lost in time, forever in play.
Cast my fate on the water;
cast my fate to the wind.
Search for my faith ‘till I find her,
find my faithful friend.
Why wait ‘till the morning,
why hide from the sea?
Go seize the moment;
it’s time to be free.
Jim Ford - © 2009
The River of Beer
The river brought us here,
the river reigns supreme.
A round of drinks, keeps us here,
the king is in our dreams.
Rolling through the history,
the French left their mark.
Let’s build a monument,
let’s build an arch.
Rolling on the river
Ravioli for sinners
Baseball in the summer.
Only you can love her.
A tribute to our bravery,
a tribute to our dreams.
A trip to the top of the world,
built along the stream.
Neighbors who are stranger,
strangers lead the way.
This is where I was born
and this is where I’ll stay.
Where did you go to school,
east side or the west?
In your mind, were you cool?
Were you the best?
If you had to start gain,
would you start right here?
Do you have regrets
by the river of beer?
Jim Ford - © 2009
The Maine Light
Don’t be afraid of the fading light,
Don’t be afraid of sounds in the night.
They will not stay, they will go away,
Find your rest at the end of the day.
Adrift in the ocean, alone at sea,
Where is the hope, for you and me?
A light so strong, a beam so bright,
A way back home, in spite of the night.
Look to the distance, a hopeful light,
A top the rocks in the blackened night.
A call to all who need a hand,
To find safe passage to her land.
She is calling to you,
she is calling to me,
She calls to the spirit that sets us free.
Day after day, year after year,
The call of the light will soothe all fears.
A light in the night, that shines so bright!
Jim Ford - © 2009
First Pew
Why don't you sit in the first pew,
sit in the first pew
you'll be closer to God.
Why don't you sit in the first pew,
sit in the first pew,
walk up that aisle it's not so hard.
More points for you if you l
eave that last pew,
Fill in the first row and
watch your faith grow.
Why don't you sit in the first pew,
sit in the first pew
you'll be closer to God.
Remember you're in Church to adore, not to be the first one out the door
God gets to see you once a week, sit in the first pew, give God a treat.
If you take that first place, God will remember your face
'Cause when you knock on that pearly gate door, God will say
"come in, I've seen you before".
When you at your place of worship, remember it’s a lot like a spaceship.
When life feels a bit to hard, proclaim real loud, beam me up God!
Jim Ford - © 2009
Do I trust you?
Do I trust you, do I trust what you say?
Do I love you, do I feel it everyday?
And I don’t know the answers, my world is upside down.
And I do fear the answers,
afraid I’ll let you down.
And I wonder if the pain,
will ever settle down.
Do I trust you, do I trust you,
do I trust you?
I know you love me,
but the trust may be gone.
How do I love you?
I look to trust you in my song.
What’s the driving force that brings us close or scares us away?
What’s the fear inside that leaves me with nothing to say?
Can I bring myself to face
your honesty each day?
Do I need you, do I need you,
do I need you?
Do I trust me?
Do I trust what I am feeling?
Do I know what,
do I know what I am feeling?
Everyday I start anew,
which way will I go?
Do I go alone, my own way,
my fears I will not show.
Do I take the leap,
and love myself but this I do know:
I will love you, love you, I will love you.
Jim Ford - © 2009
Simple Song
On the mountain, live a people,
who work hard all year long
Live their lives by living simply,
and they sing a simple song
Life is a simple act,
if you live and learn.
Love your neighbor, as your self,
and wait for your turn
Sing a simple, simple song,
and then you’ll belong.
To the family of happy people,
who believe in, the simple song.
Day by Day, you give more,
than you take, this is good.
If your spirits, they do break,
reach for others, this you should.
Jim Ford - © 2009