It's not in the way

It's not in your hair

You won't find it

Under your chair

It's not in a hollow

Or pieces of wood

I don't see it

Anywhere, no more



And as long as

The wind blows

The tides flow along

Under blue skies

On a new wave, in a new world, today

It's not in a holler

Not in a scream

You won't find it

Under your feet

It's always inside you

As old as the sun

It's holding the answers

As new as the young



And as long as

The wind blows

The tides flow along

Under blue skies

On a new wave, in a new world, today

Crippling aspects

Of life with no rhyme

Nor that of reason

Or that of time

To find true meanings

And patterns in things

Symbols in making

These moments exist



And as long as

The wind blows

The tides flow along

Under blue skies

On a new wave, in a new world, today