Coming Or Going

I grew up in a house of open doors

Everybody drifting in and out with the wind

The willow tree waving hello, goodbye

Any old place was a good place to begin

I watched the vapour trails criss-cross the sky

I spread the wings that I couldn’t wait to try

With all the blessings held inside

With all the blessings held inside

It’s OK, all the never knowing

Never knowing if I’m coming or going

Whichever way the wind comes blowing

Doesn’t matter if we’re coming or going, coming or going

So it will take us all directions, it will take us by surprise

All we have is knowing that the sun is going to rise

In the East, above the fields, above the ruins, above the mist

Above the folly and the passion and the beauty and and the courage

And we’re looking for a sign and the only sign says:

Set the dial to turn in circles

Whichever path we choose we’re going to stray

And we’re all ghosts anyway, we’re all ghosts anyway

It’s OK, all the never knowing

Never knowing if I’m coming or going

Whichever way the wind comes blowing

Doesn’t matter if we’re coming or going, coming or going

Doesn’t matter if we’re coming or going

Whichever way the wind, whichever way the tide

Whichever way the wind comes blowing