A breeze of atmosphereA fountain of our lifeAs clouds cross with timeAn endless tide will swellSacred knots will soundImaginations open wideSomebody said it's best when it's hard to findThe things we leave behindI look into the skiesVoices in my mindAs clouds cross with timeAn endless tide will swellSacred knots will soundImaginations open wideSome might say it's only voices in my mindThe things we leave behind