From the recording Passing Places
Lyrics
Alone drifting in my thoughts
Walking the cold
On the cliffs this winter’s day
Passes from my mind like the wavering of a flame
I am just this warm shell that I find
I am the ring of the wind
Playing my music to the shore
I am every grain of sand that we are
Together carried along
By the sun of this spring
Pure waters
Flowing fast, flowing strong
I am just this moment opening wide
I am the prism of light
In the morning dew
Made of the same life as you
Made of the same life as you
Summer warming my hand
Touching the land we once knew
Golden days I treasure now
Remembering those times with you
I am just this small child again
I am running through the fields
Into the dusky orange sun set
Takes me back
Into your arms again, into your arms again
Autumn calling
Blustering wind, falling leaves
Returning with the tides
All that is yours and mine
I am just this warm shell that I find
I am the ring of the wind
Playing my music to the shore
I am every grain of sand that we are