Took a little time, took a little time and spent it outside
A ticklish wind is sweeping on in
It picks up the kids of the dandelion
The sky is a giant, the sparrows are flying
Listen close, the kids are crying
"Should I give into the wind? Go to where I've never been?"
Down in the ground by the towering mountain
Surrounded by clouds, they will rest their heads
Now they grow tired, sink deep by the briars
Sleeping in the line of fire
Oh how the cycle turns
Face yesterday
And how light it burns
Not everyone's saved
And so we pray