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Fresh Bread

(Colum Sands, Elm Grove Music/Arr. Quigg & McCalman)

'A wonderful song which uses the image of the making and breaking of bread as a sign of friendship. A song which remembers the past and looks for new beginnings.'

Every time I smell fresh bread I hear your voice again,
Coaxing, shaping, rounding children from the fields of grain.
Floury fingers tend the fire in sunshine and in rain
Every time I smell fresh bread I see your hands again.

Chorus:
It's for these hands we're singing
It's for these hands we're singing
For arms of love not arms of war
It's for these hands we're singing

Every time I see fresh bread I think of you again,
Your work is slowly rising now in answer to the flame.
It seems that every season turns in waiting's joyful game,
Every time I see fresh bread I see your hands again.

Every time I taste fresh bread I hear you voice again,
The butter melting on the knife you call us each by name.
A slice of life a circle shared that time could never claim,
Every time I taste fresh bread I hear your voice again.

 


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