Glowing Stone

When we reach our day of darkness,
We'll turn to the one whose's brightest,
The one who's most important to us, and sing.

Sing until your heart can soar,
And your heart beats louder than a lions roar.

Sing until the the sun meets the sky
And no one ever questions why.

Sing until a gentle meadow grows,
Soft and steady, nice and slow.

Until that person fills with glee,
And realizes you're in need, you must sing.

Sing to save the world,
and sing to save your soul.

Sing until they matter more,
more than ever imaginable.