Warm winds and curling oak trees
Scattered in a golden field
Lakes and creeks and colored clouds
Housed a truth I'd concealed
I heard it in the sanctuary
I sang it in secret to the eaves
Strength came to tell you
On a summer Paso breeze
To love, to love with ease
There's a blue canyon of syntax separating you and me
Your spirit spins up and out and around in apogee
I heard it in the sanctuary
I sang it in secret to the eaves
Strength came to tell you
On a summer Paso breeze
To love, to love with ease
Fear my oldest friend
Told me to wait and wait and wait
And anticipate every disaster
But our friendship's at an end
Since feeling and fate they heal us faster
