Music/Lyrics by Sam Carroll

When I was younger
I spent my time speaking to the trees
As I got older
I lost my sensibility and ease
What a bandit is time
A force with no reason, a poem with no rhyme
But in my mind, I hear
a quiet voice, a whisper on the breeze
Listen

Between every worry
Underneath the stresses of the day
The wild world whispers
A symphony of perfect things to say
In the rustle of leaves
the song of the sparrows, the dancing of trees
The sun, she weaves wisdom
Down upon the flowers as they play
Listen

Listen to the violet sky
The storm clouds as they wander
Listen to the raven fly
The bird’s song over yonder
Listen to the voice inside your mind
the quiet kind that takes you
One step closer, down the road you’re meant to travel
One step closer, now
One step closer, down the road you’re meant to travel
One step closer now

Listen to the wild world
To find the peace you’re after
Listen to the wild world
To find the peace you’re after
Listen to the wild world
To find the peace you’re after
Listen to the wild world
To ease your ever wandering mind

Listen to the violet sky
The storm clouds as they wander
Listen to the raven fly
The bird’s song over yonder
Listen to the voice inside your mind
the quiet kind that takes you
One step closer, down the road you’re meant to travel
One step closer, now
One step closer, down the road you’re meant to travel
One step closer now