Lyrics

Converging winds hear
a lost chord for discovery
and time travels to gather
a design for synchronicity
yeah, yeah

Out on a stroll and little roll
from across the street she glows
through the eyes of desire love grows
emotions out of hand on play's the band

Welcome to the gathering here we are
the music we send an orchestral zen
the reason for our living a celebration

here we are (x3)

Taste the sweet dew a rosehip losing grip
falling calling a slight slip
imaginary glory creation of a story
sometime some rhyme some other gathering
on the same path to the spacehenge

Welcome to the gathering here we are
he music we send an orchestral Zen
the reason for our living a celebration

here we are (x3)