Saturday morning experience week

I'm so nervous I can hardly speak

Arrive at cluny hill half past ten

Almost turned and went home again

YesI almost turned and went home again



My focaliser showed me my room

Felt like she was consigning me to my doom

What am I doing here? what's going on? 

Who are these people? what are they on? 

Who are these people? what are they on? 



Here's comes my roommatehe sure looks weird

Wild black hair and a big fuzzy beard

I met the rest of the group after lunch

What a strange and motley bunch

What a strange and motley bunch



Come sunday morningI'm feeling bad

Enjoyed the dancing but now I'm sad

Things feel different don't know why

Feeling lonelywant to cry

Feeling lonelywant to cry



Monday morninglearned everybody's names

We go down to the ballroom to play some games

Something happened I can barely describe

Changed my feelingschanged my life

Changed my feelingschanged my life



Tuesday morning with a hoover in my hand

Cleaning out the dining roombeginning to understand

Tuning intuning out

Starting to see what findhorn is all about

Starting to see what findhorn is all about



Wednesday morning in the winter sunshine

Down to cullerne gardens and everybody's feeling fine

This wonderful place as smooth as a dream

Where eleven strangers become a team

Where eleven strangers just become a team



Thursday morning at a quarter past three

I'm wide-awake in the sanctuary

Opening myself to the love and a light

Thanking God for steering me right

Thanking God for steering me right



So now it's friday almost time to go home

And back into the big wide world I must roam

But I'll take it with me every single thing

Send it out with every song I sing

Send it out with every song I sing



So that's the tale of my experience week

It was beautiful and it was unique

It made me friends and it opened my heart

This isn't the end -- it's just the start!