The Smoke - Amorphis

In my dream smoke followed me

As on fire the whole world had been

To the yard I walked in

Up the front step and opened the door

Cranes flew over to the North

As I walked on dry

And passed through a grove

Yellow with flowers

They had been expecting me

They said so and I believed

I’m my dream smoke came to me

And we became as one

Cranes flew over to the North

As I walked on dry

And passed through a grove

Yellow with flowers

Cranes flew over to the North

As I walked on dry

And passed through a grove

Yellow with flowers

I am smoke

I am smoke