I'm carried on by cosmic winds //
Like a grain of sand. //
It seems as if some higher force //
Led me from the first. //
But finally I feel like a part //
Of some larger plan //
I'm a piece of this puzzle that's //
Called the universe.
I still sense in urgency //
To journey further on. //
I have the notion that I've found //
A start and not an end. //
Things Ii'll see and can't explain //
Will prove right or wrong //
And things I can't articulate //
May well turn up again.
Cosmic winds act as wings //
Carry high - eternal rise. //
Cosmic winds act as wings //
Carry high - eternal rise. //
Cosmic winds...
He who contains the light will see. //
He who resists the queen will breathe. //
He who asks will once be heard. //
He who rests will be deceived.
