Woodwind Song
Danny Marks, Paul Weldon
Sometime I recall I took my place
Became an entity
Somewhere else long ago, I lived before
It's still inside of me
Feeling when I'm lying in small rooms
At dawning hours
Then the living and the dead become as one
Inside of me, inside of you
Sit back in my head, the words and songs
Of other centuries
Saints and thieves have lived before within the soul
That lies inside of me
These the days of green and blue
And castles made of gray
And the living and the dying come again
Inside of me, inside of you
Sometime I recall I took my place
Became an entity
Somewhere else long ago, I lived before
It's still inside of me
Feeling when I'm lying in small rooms
At dawning hours
When the living and the dead become as one
Inside of me, inside of you
