Wind in moaning wolf is howling moon is Cold and darkness growling this is every day Do you hear me what I say Wings are flapping lizard's twitching a track Is lost a sting is itching this is every day do You hear me what I say I believe in every day anyway You can never tell It's a good thing with the year that it goes by While the climate spells the ranges With the cycles and the changes It's a good thing with the year that it goes by With the ancient always singing And the good news it is bringing It's a good thing with the years as they go by Sand is moving vultures' spaces a thousand Eyes in eerie places this is every day do you Hear me what I say A feast for friends hyena calling a snake lies Coiled with shadows falling this is everyday Do you hear me what I say I believe in every day Anyway, who can ever tell?