The Lord
Paul Simon
I've been thinking about the great migration
Noon and night they leave the flock
And I imagine their destination
Meadow grass, jagged rock
The Lord is my engineer
The Lord is the earth I ride on
The Lord is the face in the atmosphere
The path I slip and I slide on
A crystal comet
Starlit night
Silver Moon
To smooth the edge of daylight
Now turned the evening rose
Tribal voices
Old and young
Celebrations
A history of families sung
The endlеss river flows
The Lord is my engineer
Thе Lord is the earth I ride on
The Lord is the face in the atmosphere
The path I slip and I slide on
The Lord is a virgin forest
The Lord is a forest ranger
The Lord is a meal for the poorest of the poor
A welcome door to the stranger
Tears and flowers
Dry over time
Memory leaves us
Melody and rhyme
When the cold wind blows
The seeds we gather
From the gardener's glove
Live forever
Nothing dies of too much love
The Lord
The Lord is the earth I ride on
The Lord is the face in the atmosphere
The path I slip and slide on
And the Lord is a virgin forest
The Lord is a forest ranger
The Lord is a meal for the poorest
A welcome door to the stranger
The Covid virus is the Lord
The Lord is the ocean rising
The Lord is a terrible swift sword
A simple truth surviving
