Esoterica

<br>With the wind the willow tree<br>Reminds me how I long to be<br>Every sound a mystery<br>That calls us out upon our mystic trip<br>On our mystic trip<br><br>And when it comes to luck, you`re on side<br>Our wandering soul is where it hides<br><br>All around, the ground below<br>We float on cries until we`re close<br>On our mystic trip<br><br>And when it comes to change, the drear shies<br>We travel through romancing skies<br><br>Beyond fields of caring now<br>Where circumstance will show us how<br>Further than a hope can see into the world<br>Of wish set free<br>On our mystic trip<br><br>(On our mystic trip)