The only winds we feel are the ones of change
A couple of kids in and out on the skids
Dreaming the night away

I hear the rolling thunder long after lightning strikes
I don’t know the reason why

Taking it easy, finally seeing we’re all a part of one
I’d rather be a stone in the sea than an idol in the sun

Eyes surprised by all the acts of times
The trouble with it in and out of orbit becomes the rising tides

I hear the rolling thunder long after lightning strikes
I don’t know the reason why

Taking it easy, finally seeing we’re all a part of one
I’d rather be a stone in the sea than a burnout in the sun

Taking it easy, finally seeing we’re all a part of one
I’d rather be a stone in the sea than a burnout in the sun

We’re all a part of one
We’re all a part of one
We have the Willow, the light from the sun

We’re the lucky ones, the lucky ones