I´ve been thinking about the great migration Noon and night they leave the flock And I imagine their destination Meadow grass, jagged rock
The Lord is my engineer The Lord is the earth I ride on The Lord is the face in the atmosphere The path I slip and I slide on
A crystal comet Starlit night Silver moon To smooth the edge of daylight Now turned the evening rose
Tribal voices Old and young Celebrations A history of families sung The endless river flows
The Lord is my engineer
The Lord is the earth I ride on The Lord is the face in the atmosphere The path I slip and I slide on The Lord is a virgin forest The Lord is a forest ranger The Lord is a meal for the poorest of the poor A welcome door to the stranger
Tears and flowers Dry over time Memory leaves us Melody and rhyme
When the cold wind blows The seeds we gather From the gardener´s glove Live forever Nothing dies of too much love
The Lord The Lord is the earth I ride on The Lord is the face in the atmosphere The path I slip and slide on
And the Lord is a virgin forest The Lord is a forest ranger The Lord is a meal for the poorest A welcome door to the stranger The Covid virus is the Lord The Lord is the ocean rising The Lord is a terrible swift sword A simple truth surviving