Appalachian Winter - Laurentia | Текст песни

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• Appalachian Winter
• Laurentia

Hear now, Great Mother of my land,
Your ghost haunts all that is here, now,
Here, that I call home.

Here - now, Laurentia is upon
The soul of a northern one
Who wishes to know her.

Secrets cast in stone
And locked by the hands of time
Are the only remnants
Of a land lost to the ages.

A stone image of a seafarer
Cradled skyward upon a ridge
Has spoken of my mountains
With an incredible voice
Passing ghosts from the rocks
To my dreams.

Hear now, Great Mother of my land
That you are upon my dreams,
You, great Laurentia!