When it moves across the plain.
And I�ve seen the setting sun
Look like it�s going for a run.
There is talk of walking trees
Makes me shiver in my knees.
I�ve seen fish grow feet and roam
Like they�re looking for their home.
But I�ve quit my wandering ways.
I like the constancy of my days.
With your arms enfolding me
I can remain and still be free.