Springwind - Shawn Phillips

Now the wind of change is blowing through the towers

And the hard rain’s pouring down

And the face of man has turned into a glower,

And he’s forced to scheme to keep his limited powers

And the not-so-strong are merely made to cower

But there’s a springwind, springwind blowing through the bamboo leaves

Springwind, springwind blowing through the bamboo leaves

Yet the spirit of man growing ever higher every time he plants a field

To grow and to sow, again he’s repeating, recreating what he feels

The lives of a farmer, the lives of a doctor should be running parallel

Shrewd politicians meet wealthy morticians and do they really burn in hell?

Come a springwind, springwind blowing through the bamboo leaves

Springwind, springwind blowing through the bamboo leaves

Take a world and then you fill it full of peoples

And the force of life is bound to go shatteringly forward

Make a law for man, it doesn’t work for mayhem

But the task at hand is so unbearably rewarding

And as we see the change is not so crawling

'Cause there’s a springwind, springwind blowing through the bamboo leaves

Springwind, springwind blowing through the bamboo leaves