The Wild Trapeze

Oh, a boy upon a tireless trail
With the wind at his back
He's becoming, becoming one
He's becoming one

The birds, the bees, the wild trapeze
Symbiotic heart-attack
He's becoming, becoming one
He's becoming one

Stand still, like a humming bird in flight
Stand still, like a humming bird in flight
Stand still, like a humming bird in flight
Stand still, like a humming bird in flight

No borders, no empires, no inquisitions
Point or blame
He's becoming, becoming one
He's becoming one

Up north, down south, back east and out west
They're saying his bright-eyed name
He's becoming, becoming one
He's becoming one

Stand still, like a humming bird in flight
Stand still, like a humming bird in flight
Stand still, like a humming bird in flight
Stand still, like a humming bird in flight
Still, like a humming bird in flight

He's becoming, becoming one
He's becoming, becoming one

Armed only with an old guitar
Broken-end on wits and whim
He's becoming one, -coming one
He's becoming one

Humming bird up in an April sky
Observed and said of him
He's becoming one
Yeah, he's coming home