High Winds, White Sky – Bruce CockburnBy High windsWhite skyWild birds do glideTattered smoke fadesEmbers in the pipeMove likeLife beginningHigh windsPyramidsGlittering ringBlood of the kingDaughter of the starsYou areLife beginningThe wind’s travellers’ tales tease the tops of the treesThe ships have all sailed to the mouth of the sea…High windsWheel turnsThe spider spinsHands draw us inRiver-scented skinMoves inLife beginningFalsehood lies panting like a fish in the palm… www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20