All The Things That Man Has Made

Catch the Bird of Heaven,
Lock Him in a cage of gold.
Look again tomorrow
And He will be gone

Lock Him in religion,
Gold and frankincense and myrrh
Carry to His prison,
But He will be gone

All the things that man has made
Cannot hold Him anymore.
Still the Bird is flying as before.

Temple made of marble,
Beak and feather made of gold,
Bell and book and candle
Cannot hold Him anymore.
Still the Bird is flying
As before

Beyond these shores
Into the darkness…
Beyond these shores
This boat may sail…
And, if this is the way,
Then there will be
A path across this sea…

And if I sail beyond
The farthest ocean,
Or lose myself in depths below,
Wherever I may go
Your love surrounds me,
For you have been before
Beyond these shores…



Celtic band Iona has been a top-of-my-list favorite for 25 years now. I can see how their music and lyrics have helped shape me both creatively and spiritually—a key part of my journey, and no mistake or coincidence at all. [ LMT ]

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