A Swallow Song

Come wander quietly and listen to the wind
 Come near and listen to the sky
 Come walking high above the rolling of the hills
 And watch the swallows as they fly
 There is no sorrow like the murmur of their wings
 There is no choir like their song
 There is no power like the freedom of their flight
 While the swallows roam alone
 Do you hear the calling of a hundred thousand voice?
 And do you hear the echo in a stone?
 Do you hear the angry bells ringing in the night?
 Do you hear the swallows when they've flown?
 And will the breezes blow the petals from your hand
 And will some loving ease your pain
 And will the silence strike confusion from your soul
 And will the swallows come again, again?
 Instrumental