Agate Hill Lyrics

Kathy Mattea

Oh, your weary restless heart, peace come to you now,
Still your wild and wishful soul, come your trouble brown.
Lose your crippled body's ties, let your spirit soar,
Friends and loved ones guiding you to new freedom's shore.

Think of when you were a child, dreams and bound by pain,
Climbing up the Agate hill, wild and free again,
It will be as then.

Your mama's watching over you, even from afar.
All your children now are here, with you in your heart.
Oh, the words we've left unsaid flood into my soul,
And I know you'll hear them now, even as you go.

Think of when you were a child, dreams unbound by pain,
Climbing up the Agate hill, wild and free again,
It will be as then.

Climbing up the Agate hill, it will be as then.

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