The Quiet Joys of Brotherhood
Richard Fariña
[Verse 1]
When gentle tides go rolling by
Along the salt sea strand
The colors blend and roll as one
Together in the sand
And often do the winds entwine
To send their distant call
The quiet joys of brotherhood
When love is lord of all
[Verse 2]
Where oat and weed together rise
Along the common ground
The mare and stallion, light and dark
Have thunder in their sound
The rainbow sign, the blended flood
Still have my heart enthralled
The quiet joys of brotherhood
When love is lord of all
[Verse 3]
But men have come to plough the tides
The oat lies on the ground
I hear their fires in the field
They drive the stallion down
The roses bleed, both light and dark
The winds do seldom call
The running sands recall the time
When love was lord of all