Wind in moaning wolf is howling moon is
Cold and darkness growling this is every day
Do you hear me what I say

Wings are flapping lizard's twitching a track
Is lost a sting is itching this is every day do
You hear me what I say

I believe in every day anyway
You can never tell

It's a good thing with the year that it goes by
While the climate spells the ranges
With the cycles and the changes
It's a good thing with the year that it goes by
With the ancient always singing
And the good news it is bringing
It's a good thing with the years as they go by

Sand is moving vultures' spaces a thousand
Eyes in eerie places this is every day do you
Hear me what I say

A feast for friends hyena calling a snake lies
Coiled with shadows falling this is everyday
Do you hear me what I say
I believe in every day Anyway, who can ever tell?