It’s time to listen to more than we know
to understand more of what’s goin’ on
behind the veil of ignorance and storms
of useless ambitions that only do harm.

I stretch my hands towards the ever more.
I follow the road into the morn.

It’s time to listen to more than we know.
To understand love we must be reborn
to the young and eternal in our soul
that waits at each end and never grows old.

My heart is a-beatin’ with the greater more
and I listen to its call.

It’s time to listen to more than we know
to feel the power that is movin’ us all.
It’s there in front if we can see,
it is like beauty the wonder-key.

I hold you in my arms, you are child and lover.
The sensation is there and there’s nothin’ to cover.

It’s time to listen to more than we know
to understand more of what’s goin’ on
behind the veil of ignorance and storms
of useless ambitions that only do harm.

I stretch my hands towards the ever more.
I follow the road into the morn.

                                            ~Michel Montecrossa

                                              Gauting, Germany