Owen Stroud

we were somewhere over north Louisiana
when the clouds below us finally cleared away
and from Shreveport on
the night was crystal calm
and every town in the Big Thicket I could trace

the country lightpoles twinkled in the darkness
the courthouse squares glowed warm and welcoming
and when the plane tilted left
it stole away my breath
to see all of Central Texas spread before me

Texas candlelight
lookin’ down on Texas candlelight
Lord above, bless the people below
from Galveston to Copperas Cove
as I look down from my window seat tonight
on a homeland glowin’ in Texas candlelight

the Blackland Prairie speedtraps looked so silent
ol’ 35 shone like a string of Christmas bulbs
and Houston’s domain
was a furnace on the plains
against the inky vastness of the Gulf

Texas candlelight
lookin’ down on Texas candlelight
Lord above, bless the people below
from Cedar Park to Refugio
as I look down from my window seat tonight
on a homeland glowin’ in Texas candlelight

may their fears be stilled
may their souls be filled
and may Your peace bring light
to their hearts tonight

oh oh

Lord above, bless the people below
in every place, all round the globe
as I look down from my window seat tonight
as I look down from my window seat tonight
on a homeland glowin’ in Texas candlelight