I have felt the old north wind that blows
Right down to your soul
I have seen the rainy days
That would not end
I have crossed the cool blue waters
Shining clear with the light of day
I have seen the wild garden in the land
I have seen the summer's beauty
Of the sun and the forest green, I have
Felt the changing colors of the wind
I have known the dismal days that bring
The rain, never ending rain
I have seen the wild garden in the land
It's not all that it's cracked up to be
These days of wanderlust
You can throw my reasons to the wind
The wages of change have come
And shown themselves to us
It's wild land and my feet are sinking in
Stuck here in the middle of nowhere
Just trying to make a stand
You can throw my reasons to the wind
The wages of change have come
And helped us to understand
It's a wild land and my feet are sinking in
It's a wild land and my feet are sinking in
Wages of change, wages of change....
c.2001JoanBerry