I see people.
I see people giving to people. I see mothers, fathers, and kids helping mothers, fathers, and kids. I see strangers helping strangers.
Thanks to all the people who give so much life.
Cosmic Concerto (Life Is People) by Bill Fay
There are miracles,
In the strangest of places
There are miracles,
Everywhere you go
I see fathers,
Hold a little child’s hand
I see mothers,
Holding a little child’s hand
I see trees, trees,
Blowing in the wind
I see seeds,
Being sown by the wind
It’s a cosmic concerto, and it stirs my soul
I see grandmas,
Blowing kisses into a pram
I see grandpas,
Scratching their head in amazement
It’s a cosmic concerto, and it stirs my soul
It’s a cosmic concerto, and it stirs my soul
Like my old dad said,
Life is people, life is people
In the space of a human face,
There’s infinite variation
It’s a cosmic concerto, and it stirs my soul
It’s a cosmic concerto, and it stirs my soul
Like my old dad said,
Life is people, life is people
In the space of a human face,
There’s infinite variation
Life is people, life is people, life is people
Life is people, life is people, life is people
Life is people