Traveler's Prayer
Mary Chapin Carpenter
GENRE [Verse 1]
Here I am walking, far from familiar streets
Looking for someone who might resemble me
Whispering something, sounds like a traveler's prayer
Saying luck play your hand, I am a stranger here
Time be a friend, show me which way to steer
Love show your face, with the grace of a traveler's prayer
[Verse 2]
Maybe it's tucked in a journal you've carried for years
Engraved on a compass or long disappeared
The one in my head's always ready when I need a spare
Rеciting the words as I'm yearning for home
Whеn daylight has left me by the side of the road
Nobody's hurting and nobody's cold anywhere
In a traveler's prayer
[Verse 3]
I'm scanning the skies for signs that we're not alone
Signals and messages bound for the twilight zone
Maybe they're wondering who keeps on waiting down there
We're just the pale blue dot, a speck in an ink-black sky
Do we see with our hearts instead of our jaded eyes
Imagine the world on a string and sing a traveler's prayer
[Bridge]
What if I heard my name called by a voice that I know
From a memory summoned from so long ago?
I keep feeling the lately departed are everywhere
[Verse 4]
Now the days race like swifts in the violet hour
Veering and steering higher and and farther
Oh, to be finally delivered on a warm gust of air
It's a traveler's prayer
Reciting the words as we're yearning for home
When darkness has found us at the end of the road
Nobody's hurting and nobody's cold anywhere
In a traveler's prayer
Here I am walking, far from familiar streets
Looking for someone who might resemble me
Whispering something, sounds like a traveler's prayer
Saying luck play your hand, I am a stranger here
Time be a friend, show me which way to steer
Love show your face, with the grace of a traveler's prayer
[Verse 2]
Maybe it's tucked in a journal you've carried for years
Engraved on a compass or long disappeared
The one in my head's always ready when I need a spare
Rеciting the words as I'm yearning for home
Whеn daylight has left me by the side of the road
Nobody's hurting and nobody's cold anywhere
In a traveler's prayer
[Verse 3]
I'm scanning the skies for signs that we're not alone
Signals and messages bound for the twilight zone
Maybe they're wondering who keeps on waiting down there
We're just the pale blue dot, a speck in an ink-black sky
Do we see with our hearts instead of our jaded eyes
Imagine the world on a string and sing a traveler's prayer
[Bridge]
What if I heard my name called by a voice that I know
From a memory summoned from so long ago?
I keep feeling the lately departed are everywhere
[Verse 4]
Now the days race like swifts in the violet hour
Veering and steering higher and and farther
Oh, to be finally delivered on a warm gust of air
It's a traveler's prayer
Reciting the words as we're yearning for home
When darkness has found us at the end of the road
Nobody's hurting and nobody's cold anywhere
In a traveler's prayer
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