Now You Know that You Are Free

To the Dioceses of Fort Worth, Quincy, San Joaquin, and Pittsburg,


To counter Wallace Hartley's lame Pete Seeger imitation, I drug this song out of the memory banks, and I put it out for the most recent Diocese to leave the Episcopal Church, Fort Worth. Have you heard?

"Now you know that you are real,
Show your friends that you and me
Belong to the same world,
Turned on to the same word,
Have you heard?

Now you know that you are free,
Living all your life at ease.
Each day has its always,
A look down life's hallways, doorways,
To lead you there."

The Moody Blues

or perhaps their "Dawning is the Day" might be appropriate,

"Rise, let us see you,
Dawning is the day,
Miss, misty meadow,
You will find your way,
Wake up in the morning to
yourself and leave this crazy
life behind you.
Listen, we're trying to find you.

Flow to the sea,
You know where to go,
Still we are free,
No one tells the wind which way to blow.

Wake up in the morning to yourself,
Open your eyes and start to be you.
Listen, we think we can see you.
Baby there's no price upon your head,
Sing it, shout it.
Now the angry words have all been said.
Do it, don't doubt it.

So rise, let us see you,
Dawning is the day,
Miss, misty meadow,
You will find your way,
Wake up in the morning to
yourself, open your head and
look around you.
Listen, we think we have found you."