The never ending happeningOf what's to be and what has beenJust to be a part of itIs astonishing to meThe never ending happeningOf waves crashing against the cliffsThe falling seed the wind carriesThe never ending happeningSouls arriving constantlyFrom the shores of eternityBirds and bees and butterfliesParade before my eyesThe never ending happeningOf the four winds changing directionNightfall stars sun rise againBirdsong before the day beginsFor some it's like tight-rope walkin'Blindfolded and shakingOn either side fear and painFor some it's like tight-rope walkingThe never ending happeningOf war evermore and sore famineYearning for the day to beWhen god will roll his stone awayThe never ending happeningOf what 's to be and what has beenJust to be a part of itIs astonishing to me.

Bill FAY