Michael Pinder - The Seed текст песни

The secret of the seed
Is in the fragrance of the flower,
As the petals open up

And bow their heads towards the power.
In the sky were [sic] passing by
A million miles every hour
On the Universal clock...
It's [sic] Basic Rhythm is forever...
And Life Dances... and rejoices
In the knowledge... of it's [sic] freedom
And the Promise of a New found Destiny.