Afternoon Song

Time passes slow — fields stretch out across open acres
Time passes slow — the giant steps of mankind touch us so little in the great
lands
Our little storm whirls away out across calm wide oceans
In this sacred breath, you and I falling for ever and ever and ever
The news peoples' dull voices bring the distant tidings of great disasters,
politicians speaking in some solemn tone, the crisis of a different world,
the panic of the thousands, the destiny of millions — so far away
Time passes slow — sunlight sparkles on rippling waters
And the trees they sway — I don’t believe in the things that I can’t see
Our little storm whirls away out across calm wide oceans
In this sacred breath, you and I falling for ever and ever and ever