(Lyrics by James Seals; music by James Seals and Dash Crofts, 1975)
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Oh my Wayland, there's deer in the forests and rivers are flowing just for you.
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Oh my father, look down through the mountains and valleys, the grain's in the silo.
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All for you.
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One fine morning, as Dad was walking, just to see what he could see.
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He spied, a little white rabbit. He was frozen as solid as he could be.
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And Dad cried, as he knelt down beside him. He asked God, "How could you be so cruel?"
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And his heart broke, for the little white rabbit. "But you see that the owl
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Would never have been so gentle,
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And God is so kind."
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I love Wayland 'cause he's strong. And I love him 'cause he's weak.
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And the rabbit is running within him.
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Oh my Wayland, the children are waiting and berries are ripe down below the hill.
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Oh, my father, the shadows of nighttime can't touch you.
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Immortal go quickly, be thankful the water is cool.
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Drink your fill.
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Today as I walked 'long beside him, I said, "Dad why do you look so sad?"
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He turned as he stood by the doorway, he said, "Things are not like they used to be."
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I smiled, as if I could teach him. I said "Dad, it's mercy in disguise.
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Once you told of a little white rabbit,
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and you said that the owl would never have been so gentle, and God is so kind."
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And I love you 'cause you're strong. And I love you 'cause you're weak.
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And the rabbit is running within me.
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Wayland The Rabbit
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| Seals & Crofts |
