Peter Hammill - Gaia Lyrics
Butterflies on the wheelof a world that turns unyieldingly...every fragile beating wingmoves the motor of the thing,oh, Gaia!Butterflies stir a breezeand the ripples flow unceasingly:far away the cyclones swirl.It's a whole, connected world.Oh, Gaia!Wipe those tears from your tired eyes:every breath you take a sacred sigh.Butterflies on the wheelmaking order out of chaosand each ripple in the airturns the motor everywhere,..Cry those tears, then dry those tired eyes:every breath you take keeps you alive.Butterflies as we arefreeze in flight beneath the starry skybut the ghosts fly on and on...in this sense we all belong,oh, Gaia!And the sum of all the partsin the all-forgiving heartoh, Gaia.Oh, Gaia!(PH - Piano, Vox; David Lord - Orchestar