Image Of Time

Walk through the branches

And see into it all

Walk through the branches

And hear mother nature's call

That will rise again

Red leaves from the tree of life

Cast by the wind

Down in the beckoning hollow

Summon the aura

And the species we have seen

Envision a lost world

Before it was torn by hands of man

One time in history

We lived in harmony with the earth

We chanted around the campfires

And gazed into the mysteries of the stars

Wandered across the open plains

To a promised green

Free feet among the whispering grass

That stretches further than the eyes can see

One time in history

We lived in harmony with the earth

We chanted around the campfires

And gazed into the mysteries of the stars

An endless chase for new resources

Constant pace towards the end

As a testament to our forefathers

In our lives we honor them

Travel along the contours

In a landscape with no boundaries

Follow the roads into the unknown

Along the path of our ancestors

From the peak of the mountains

We ponder upon creation

Seasons gone by and seasons to come

Nature is an image of time