There's smoke in the hills And dust in the valley They're burning candles now in Canterbury And there's roads that go East And roads that go West And roads to the sea to see where the seagulls fly
And there was a group who played in the country And sang through the changes Young hearts must needs be finding
I see dispersion New roads are calling us And though that means a parting It is not for always You should not be lonely How I'm going to miss you
What do you think of yourself Do you think of yourself As a lion or a tiger? Do you have eyes for the dark Can you play in the park With no fear of the strangers?
We will not be frightened
How do you handle your life Are you conquered by strife Are you wholly receptive? Are you surrendered to doubt Do you keep a look out Are you open to changes?
