(LYRICS)
Words & Music by Bob Ryan (c) 1982
Sitting at the table, firelight in your eyes
Contemplation furrows your brows
To jump or leap, or wait and sit still
And no decision won’t do at all
And still it cries for resolution
The burning keeps burning
and burning and burning
‘Til you raise your mind and strike a path
And when it’s too late now
to change your mind…
You feel the danger on the wind
If we could feel our tears
depart from this world
Feel the yearning to raise us above
Sense the hearts
and their readiness bursting
To lend a hand in rending the veil
It’s then we’d find the resolution
Create in ourselves the means to climb
And we’d feel the hands
and strike the path
And when it’s too late now
to change your mind…
You won’t fear the danger on the wind