Carried By Cosmic Winds

Carried By Cosmic Winds

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 i'll see and can't explain

will prove right or wrong;

and things i can't articulate

may well turn up again.

choir:

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.