Learn this lesson well, my friend

There s a time to rejoice and lament

Every season will find an end

All will fade and be made new again

Standing on the rocks of the railroad tracks

Feet calloused, eyes open, sun beats on my back

As I gaze upon the unseen winds

And they are wandering, whispering

Wisdom that s eternal

From the heart to the mind

To the hand to the journal

Now the kernel of the seeds in the cleft of the rock

And it s watered by the winds

Having power to unlock and

Stop the clock of chronological logic

With its homogenized systems

That are dead and can t dodge it

Being deaf to the voice of the Almighty One

Spirit illumines the dark like a fire

Revealing the way that was hidden but is higher

Now we must travel on the wings

That will never grow tired

Of searching the mysteries of God

I said Father the feathers of my wax wings

Fall away by the rising of the sun

And I have descended when I was undone

And I will ascend when your [bad word] 

Because what s been done and [bad word] 

Cannot be stopped by the power of any human

Like the number of sand we will stand

And we will fall, all

In the face of an eternal call

But those who call on His name

In the midst of the pain

In the guilt and the shame

And the world full of blame

And all the bloody stains

From the unjust gains

I learned all men suffer the same

Because we re wayward sons

And all our jokes betray

Our foolish hearts and our selfish ways

But if we would turn to the Father s grace

We would never be the same

This is an unseen land of a devastated soul

That s prepared in contemplative silence

For the mighty working hand of an unseen Lord

 [bad word] restore this land from its violence

I said walk another mile

Stare across the fields of grain

This is how the prophets train

Learn this lesson well my friend

There s a time to rejoice and lament

Every season will find an end

All will fade and be made new again