Testo di The Lord

I've been thinking about the great migration Noon and night they leave the flock And I imagine their destination Meadow grass, jagged rock The Lord is my engineer The Lord is the earth I ride on The Lord is the face in the atmosphere The path I slip and I slide on A crystal comet Starlit night Silver Moon To smooth the edge of daylight Now turned the evening rose Tribal voices Old and young Celebrations A history of families sung The endlеss river flows The Lord is my engineer Thе Lord is the earth I ride on The Lord is the face in the atmosphere The path I slip and I slide on The Lord is a virgin forest The Lord is a forest ranger The Lord is a meal for the poorest of the poor A welcome door to the stranger Tears and flowers Dry over time Memory leaves us Melody and rhyme When the cold wind blows The seeds we gather From the gardener's glove Live forever Nothing dies of too much love The Lord The Lord is the earth I ride on The Lord is the face in the atmosphere The path I slip and slide on And the Lord is a virgin forest The Lord is a forest ranger The Lord is a meal for the poorest A welcome door to the stranger The Covid virus is the Lord The Lord is the ocean rising The Lord is a terrible swift sword A simple truth surviving