Journey of the Eyes Lyrics

the inspiration is outside
where strong winds blow
and clouds stampede
through spring’s hazy horizons

a storm is brewing
windbreaks of the spirit shiver
evenings of my father
in the lee of the room

he has all the seasons
four of them in a single day
though I don‘t know which one is when
I want to share them

the tiny old man‘s heart
beats towards mine
this granddaddy is a daughter
just ten days old

she‘s cradled in our arms today
she‘s drank a lot and she‘s still bald
her eyes are blue, but one day
they may turn brown