Whiteout - Gun Barrel

White witch at the riverbend

Beacon in the snow

Point me to the sacred land

Bring me eyesight of the crow

I’ve crossed the mountains

To the riddles of your song

Now I fear I’m going blind

Where do I belong?

Where do I belong?

I forgot my native tongue

The language of the free

I locked myself in a tower cell

And I swallowed down the key

This could be my living end

And I fear I’m going blind

White witch at the riverbed

I will linger for a sign

Soaring on the wind

Without a sound

Sheltered by your wings

My heart is winterbound

Finally made it home

And the world slows down

Lying in the snow

My heart is winterbound

Whiteout

Silence of the wilderness

The patience of the trees

Your song is growing louder still

Than the white noise in my ears

I am the traveler

It is everything I know

I was cold and I lost my way

Now the blizzards are my home