From the recording The Way Back Home
Lyrics
I am no different then the tears above
Or like the falcon's flight caressed in love
Its the Living song, Its the Living song
I am the wind within the branches
Flowing to the ritual dance
I am the trees grasping the dirt of the earth
And reaching towards the sun
Warm and bright
Its the Living song, Its the Living song
I am the sun fiery and strong
Baking the ground giving light
I am the grass green and soft
Disarrayed in a flow
Tossed by the Wind that I am
Its the Living song
Now in this point or moment we call time
There grows an energy that is sublime
Its the Living song, It's the Living song
It keeps going on and on and on and on and on and on
We are the rivers flowing to the sea
Who's waters feed the clouds that rain
And nourish living things
The cycles never end they just keep going on
Like a country road
Rambling past the the fields of buttercups
And winking eyes
An eagle swoops down low
Rising high in the sky
Through the clouds below
Through the clouds below
Its the Living song, its the Living song
