From inside a cloud with the shape of a grey owl Scanning down the hill of an indian sacred site I can see a figure with hair white like the snow The polar crystal breath.
Gyrating around the pyre like a planet in orbit Around the burning mass of a life giving sun Following the ways of the ageless Parallel not our paths can cross In a shower of meteor storm
As you have sung for me Now I sing for you As you have welcomed me Now I welcome you
The shaman
From inside a cloud with the shape of a grey owl Scanning down the hill of an indian sacred site I can see a figure with hair white like the snow The polar crystal breath.
As you have sung for me Now I sing for you As you have welcomed me Now I welcome you