[Verse 1:]
My soul went walking
Up a mountain trail
My good friend was talking before his spirit sailed
He said he thought he knew me
From somewhere far away
A voice of simple beauty called up from distant days
He turned like a flower to the sun
A thousand wars left to be won
Somewhere down the mystic
Another kind angel calls
Another kind of glory another kind of far
I saw the world as a grand design
I saw the moon that saw the Earth
Something there it seemed was dying
Something there was giving birth
[Chorus:]
I turned like a flower to the sun
Everything is hopeless til it’s won
Somewhere down the mystic
Another kind of angel calls.. another kind of glory
Another kind of far
[Verse 2:]
Blue light blogs fly through my yard
As I stop the iron stool
My friend flies through my broken heart
For one last time around the code