A Wingful Of Eyes - Gong, Mike Howlett, Pierre Moerlen

There is a feeling we all know

Something happened long ago

When you remember who you were

Makes you what you are today

You are a kite upon the wind

Blowing through eternity

And you were always meant to fly

You are a wingful of eyes

And you rise

And you’re floating in ecstasy

And your eyes

And your eyes are open wide

You’ll be dancing to the seven skies

Your eyes are wise, you’re wise, you’re wise

Your eyes, and you rise…

Learning to turn our fears into hopes

Turning, it’s turning the angeless we long for

And a great wind is blowing, it’s sowing love

The seed of a new age

And the seed that they’re sowing, it’s showing us

How we will, will, will be…

Now we’re learning how to live to love

To live to love to live

Love to live to love to live

To live love — live love, live love love

Why is the pussy in our well?

Mustn’t be the cat that fell

Where can we find our heart’s desire

Living in the fire?

There was a lion in our glen

Who met a unicorn

Now you were always meant to fly

You are a wingful of eyes