| Free as the wind | |
| Tall as a tree | |
| Wide as a mind | |
| Deep as a sea | |
| You crawled on my land | |
| Now I grow in your hand | |
| Always like the first time | |
| Unlike the others | |
| They're so-so | |
| So called lovers | |
| Theirs is the push that comes to shove | |
| But not in our evolution | |
| It's natural | |
| From great to grand | |
| True love is never really planned | |
| And wipes the memory of those who came | |
| Before our evolution | |
| It's natural | |
| And with you see me walk on air | |
| I know that | |
| I can do it | |
| When you're holding tightly to my sleeve | |
| The one with my heart upon it | |
| Hard as a mountain range | |
| Bright as a harvest moon | |
| The set gets rearranged | |
| But there's still time to join our show | |
| Every dog must have its day | |
| Everyone's a winner | |
| And every time the lights go down on us | |
| I'm the bginner [sic] | |
| How lady luck has changed "So long Salem" | |
| The set gets rearranged | |
| But there's still time to join the show | |
| Free as the wind | |
| Tall as a tree | |
| Wide as a mind | |
| Deep as a sea | |
| An interlude | |
| With haunting melodies of nursery rhymes | |
| Singing the changes, singing the changes, singing... | |
| I hear talk of classroom drama | |
| Maybe it's a kind of psychodrama | |
| Children, the mirrors of our yesterdays | |
| On the land out of the sea | |
| Blowing in the breeze | |
| Mind over metaphor | |
| Fall in love with innocence | |
| Don't dally long with diligence | |
| Stand up choose me | |
| Don't refuse me | |
| They pawned our world of peace | |
| A flock of sheep to fleece | |
| Our flood of love won't cease | |
| No harm can come our way | |
| And it's easy to see what sets us apart | |
| From the creatures still on the ocean bed | |
| Our evolution it's natural | |
| It goes from great to grand | |
| Falls into place like something that we planned | |
| When you curl your arms around my frame | |
| Or curl your lips around my name | |
| And do just what comes natural | |
| The first thing on your mind | |
| Do just what comes natural | |
| I prefer your kind of human nature |