[Verse 1] The silver tide will glide through the hollows of the pine Where the breeze will seize every crease of the vine I trace the grace of a face in the stone And find my mind is no longer alone [Chorus] The world is wide and the air is deep The ancient hills have secrets to keep I give my heart to the open sky Where the weary soul and the earth comply [Verse 2] The bloom will loom in the gloom of the glade While the light takes flight in a bright serenade The brook is a book with a look at the root Where truth is the youth of the bitter fruit [Chorus] The world is wide and the air is deep The ancient hills have secrets to keep I give my heart to the open sky Where the weary soul and the earth comply [Instrumental] [Chorus] The world is wide and the air is deep The ancient hills have secrets to keep I give my heart to the open sky Where the weary soul and the earth comply
