Bound By the Beauty

I'm bound by the fire

I'm bound by the beauty

I'm bound by desire

I'm bound by the dutyI'm coming back in 500 years

And the first thing I'm gonna do

When I get back here

Is to see these things I love

And they'd better be here, better be here

Better be hereAnd first I'm going to find a forest

And stand there in the trees

And kiss the fragrant forest floor

And lie down in the leaves

And listen to the birds sing

The sweetest sound you'll hearAnd everything the dappled

Everything the birds

Everything the earthiness

Everything the verdant, the verdant, the verdant

The verdant dreamI'm bound by the fire

I'm bound by the beauty

I'm bound by desire

I'm bound by the dutyI'm coming back in 500 years

And the first thing I'm gonna do

When I get back here

Is to see these things I love

And they'd better be here, better be here

Better be hereAnd then I'm going to find an open field

And lie down in the flowers

And then I'm going to find a guitar

And play, play, play for hours

And then I'm going to find a river

To see what kind of body inAnd everything the granite

Everything the kiss

Everything the earthiness

Everything the verdant, the verdant, the verdant

The verdant dreamI'm bound by the beauty

I'm bound by desire

I'm bound to keep returning

I'm bound by the beauty of the lightThe slightest change, the constant rearrange

Of light upon the land

I'm bound by the beauty of the wind

That blows across the earth

The unfetteredness the wheatnessAnd through the flying hair

The slowness of the falling leaves

Across this warm November door

And the geese the flying southness

The arms out evermore, I'm bound by the snow