The Aim Was Song

[Verse 1] Before man came to blow it right The wind once blew itself untaught, And did its loudest day and night In any rough place where it caught. [Verse 2] Man came to tell it what was wrong: It hadn’t found the place to blow; It blew too hard—the aim was song. And listen—how it ought to go! [Chorus] The aim The aim The aim was song [Verse 3] He took a little in his mouth, And held it long enough for north To be converted into south, And then by measure blew it forth. [Verse 4] By measure. It was word and note, The wind the wind had meant to be— A little through the lips and throat. The aim was song—the wind could see. [Chorus] The aim The aim The aim was song [Outro] The aim was song [Chorus] The aim The aim The aim was song [Chorus] The aim The aim The aim was song [End]