Old Man Wind

Once I saw the face of an old man
In the face of my face long ago
I saw the old man
Gathering what the young man had lost

I have seen the brightest stars
They rise and they fall
I have seen the highest kings
They come and they go

My whole life's dream
No matter the errors of my ways

Once I heard the voice of an old man
In the voice of my voice long ago
I heard the old man
Sing that the young man might know

I have seen the brightest stars
They rise and they fall
I have seen the highest kings
They come and they go

My whole life's dream
No matter the errors of my ways
My whole life's dream
No matter the wisdom of my days

My whole life's dream
Is just a matter of how the wind might blow

 

copyright 1986 Herb Moore, Melodius-Sync