text:  All wise men seek it, in my heart I keep it Now that the earth is turning real fast I hold on strong just to make it all last This storm, it soon shall pass Give thanks and praise at last The house of song is asked Be of them whispers from my past Tell them all the bird is leaving its cage I heard that word from a great, great sage On a different page I don't speak hollow These words are full, come follow And if you see tomorrow