Born On The Wind
man was born on the wind ; 'Round his neck there's a sun hung on a thread ; In his hand lies a world ; Illusions of the places I've seen in my head ; Nature will sing its song and river will flow ; As our eyes gaze to the heavens below ; Planets dance and rain clouds floating by ; The ocean stood still when no seagulls could reply ; Crows sang so sublime ; and sheep she wore wolf skin ; As a sun hung on a thread shines down ; on a man born on the wind; 