(Peter Yarrow)

I traveled the banks of the River of Jordan

To find where it flows to the sea.

I looked in the eyes of the cold and the hungry

And I saw I was looking at me.

I wanted to know if life had a purpose

And what it all means in the end.

In the silence I listened to voices inside me

And they told me again and again.



The is only one river. There is only one sea.

And it flows through you, and it flows through me.

There is only one people. We are one and the same.

We are all one spirit. We are all one name.

We are the father, mother, daughter and son.

From the dawn of creation, we are one.

We are one.



Every blade of grass on the mountain

Every drop in the sea

Every cry of a newborn baby

Every prayer to be free

Every hope at the end of a rainbow

Every song ever sung

Is a part of the family of woman and man

And that means everyone.



We are only one river. We are only one sea.

And it flows through you, and it flows through me.

We are only one people. We are one and the same.

We are all one spirit. We are all one name.

We are the father, mother, daughter and son

From the dawn of creation, we are one.

We are one.