The Voice

I am the voice of your hunger and pain
I am the voice in the wind and the pouring rain

I am the voice
I am the voice of the past that will always be
I am the voice of your hunger and pain
I am the voice of your hunger and pain

'Listen my child', you say to me
I am the voice
I am the voice in the fields when the summer's gone
'I am the voice of your history
I am the voice, I will remain
Answer my call and I'll set you free'
I am the voice
Filled with my sorrow and blood in my fields
I am the voice
Be not afraid, come follow me

Bring me your peace and my wounds, they will heal

I am the voice of the past that will always be
I am the voice of the future
I am the voice that always is calling you
Ne'er do I sleep throughout all the cold winter long

I am the force that in springtime will grow
I am the voice of the future
I am the voice that always is calling you
The dance of the leaves when the autumn winds blow
I am the voice in the wind and the pouring rain
Bring me your peace