• You hear the song,
    and taste it on your lips
    Bittersweet words
    Sung on the wind
    Of the valleys, of the sea
    Of a lover's gentle plea
    Sing the silence of the night
    Dancing fire free and bright
    Taste it, feel the song
    As it calls you along
    To sing, to breath,
    To draw the sord
    Calling loved ones off to war
    A tormented earth will cry, yet sing
    As to the world new life will bring
    Sing of hope, of gentle eyes
    Of mountains, lakes, and autumn skies.
    Feel the pounding summer rain,
    see the kitten sweet and tame,
    born from the lion who roars and adds his tune
    to a song spun by the ageless moon.
    You feel it as the days goes long,
    The beauty of this gentle song.
    You hear it in your dreams,
    As to you the earth will sing
    Of life, of death,
    of wind and storm,
    journeys long so far from home.
    And as your fighting flag unfurls,
    Here calls the song of a world.