Lisa Knapp - Dew Is On The Grass

I have been transported. I am on a hill filled with beautiful wildflowers watching a young woman and her friends singing. The year is somewhere around 1050 a.d. A beat later I’m at 1350 a.d. I guess what I’m feeling is timeless. The fiddle and the drum along with the joy of a young woman’s voice. There’s only me here and there’s 10,000 others and we’re all dancing in the dew of the morning. The power of that dance transports us to the stars with the shoutout tune Wild & Undaunted. The food of heaven has visited my home tonight.
Lisa Knapp