spirits of the earth  ©  aug. 24, 1998


 

old spirits dance with me 
seducing cry of the banshee 
like an invisible wail in the night 
hiding visions from our sight 

ancient ones, tell of old ways 
how it was better in those days 
i sit and wonder if history knows anything 
and ask myself questions of many things 

time unfolds in perpetual movement 
aging is suppose to be the improvement 
call of the wild has long since been stifled 
cause fools have them trapped or rifled 

mother nature cries out to be free 
saying ..humans, look what youve done to me 
seems we have made our land impure 
beginning to think there is no cure 

a friend calls on the great spirit to heal 
and to change how those hardened hearts feel 
set a path to free this pain 
in the end we all will gain 

spirits, talk to me 
peaceful cry for all to see 
heard on earth and in our hearts 
spread thru all the land a  brand new start 

we must learn from our past 
or else we all will fast 
time to hear the earth's cry 
time is now, do or die 

speak to me, wisdom of the ages 
man has not learned from historical pages 
soften the hardened hearts of mankind 
or the history books will end with how man died