Rhythms of Our Heart Words and Music by Bill Pere

Every day,
The horizon rings with the rhythm of the sunlight on a cloud
The surf is singing loud,

There's a ray
Of golden light, it sweeps the sky like the wave of a baton
The orchestra plays on...

All the world's a sea of sound, we're members of the band
The creator's composition, conducted by his hand
We all have a special part, (We all have a special part)
We make life our own work of art, with the rhythms of our heart...

Every night,
The wind and the water wave up to the stars there in the skies
They whisper their replies,

With a light
That chimes as the water's churning, turning tides that ebb and rise
Each day is a reprise...

All the world's a sea of sound, we're members of the band
The creator's composition, conducted by his hand
We all have a special part, (We all have a special part)
We make life our own work of art, with the rhythms of our heart...

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