The Privileged Few Band

Apologies ; it’s arrived; I had to; Joseph’s candle (c) dr lou 8-27-2024

Can you hear, Joseph’s candle
It doesn’t burn, there is no flame
Have you had, all you can handle,
Look at me, I feel the same

There are stairs, up to a heaven
From a place, where no one dares
From the floor, on up to seven
Sing the songs of love and prayers

Now You can see, Joseph’s candle
It is bright, in many souls
Though it shines, on kind of an angle
Lighting each, and every role

On your way, to teach the masses
Do it one, spirit at a time
Disregard, the horse’s asses
Bring your love, you will be fine.

If you bring your love,
Everything is fine.
It is not yours,
It is, not mine.