Seed

 
Will you fly when the time has come,
Do you hear in the canyon, drums?
Deep and throbbing the heart of Earth,
Gives you life as you rise from birth.
 
Feel the pain where you’re coming from.
Will you fly when the time has come?
Be the seed as it seeks the light,
You will know when the time is right.
 
Of the blue world that’s drying fast,
Find the storm where the rainbows last.
Will you fly when the time has come,
On the wind, what will you become?
 
All you hope is to hear the sound
Of a love pulsing all around.
Be the seed that feeds everyone.
Will you fly when the time has come?