Late sun on my face onward, i gather pace wherein this face of mine arise tears of joy shine wet heat on my cheek and continue not to speak Walking with head on high Glory today will not die Bring on the winds fury Your welcomed in the valley This is where we play So the strange birds say. Heart beats gave us song on this theres no wrong I may not have long ride let sound be the guide  

Tagses: (we can link these up later)

Link to the mp3 file:
Seven Seconds
Link to this view of the song:
http://song-a-day.netscrap.com/songs/?scrap_id=5386&scrap_category=45