The Way Lyrics - Donovan Leitch

From the album sutras 

I stay behind I walk ahead 

Apart yet a part of ev'rything 

Nothing done and all is well 

Never used yet always full 

Out of nothing comes the one 

Out of one comes the two 

Out of two comes three 

Out of three comes all things 

The more it moves the more it yields 

The valley spirit never dies 

The root of heaven and of earth 

Empty now of ev'rything 

>From above it is not bright 

>From below it is not dark 

You cannot see when it began 

Follow it there is no end 

It has no aim it is so small 

It has no name it is so great 

It is not seen it is not heard 

Nothing done or left undone 

The weak can overcome the strong 

The supple overcomes the stiff 

Ev'ryone knows this well 

yet so few can practice it 

Out of nothing comes the one 

Out of one comes the two 

Out of two comes three 

Out of three comes all things