Fishermen

“Fishermen”
Words & Music: Billie Hughes

Gather in your nets my friends
And meet me on the shore
I’ve come to make you fishers of men
You’ll fish the seas no more
Go sail the ocean of man’s soul
In vessels of my light
I bring you gifts of love
I bring you gifts of life
And now that this meeting has brought me to you…

And if you wish to draught your nets
Through the gate in his head
If your minds are pouring chaos
From images you have read
Then I can show you things
But the last chance will be mine
To speak to you of nothing
For the lost searchers find
And now that this meeting has brought me to you…

And once imagination
Takes you far enough along
Into the realms of wondering upon immortal song
We’ll know you by the way you throw
The greatest net of all
From sailing ships of vision
In the grand master hall
And now that this meeting has brought me to you