Story Behind the Song
A poem written in 1976 as an exercise at the U&W hub watching the people go between classes while it is pouring down in rain. Put to music around 1990 and recorded for the 2nd time in 2001.
Lyrics
Cosmic Dust
The falling rain flickers on the road and flows together, to form pathways, swerving down gutters, away from what it was made.
The unbonded mist disperses, above the well where water pours, in torrents, from the gutters, by the pathways, that lead us on in crowds of cultural surroundings, avoiding dense but dispersed attitudes of which we are made.
The clouds fall with increasing size, and decreasing weight until the layers of reality are undetermined due to all being one, and nothing is seen, but shining sparkles, coming and going oh so quick, that they may not be seen, but sensed, so it tingles the feelings, and mingles the beings, that flow, together, with no reason to avoid, until the one being is like void, though it exists in my mind like fantasy.
Always in the air is a bird from paradise
Flying, high and wide in a shade of blue
All around the world on a wave of happiness
Look up in the air or it might pass you.
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