Trails of Smoke - Wode

Running through a long forgotten land

Towards a wood where spirits dwell

I follow trails of smoke on the wind

An ancient place forever lost

Flames that climb so high

Burn in midnight sky

For all time

Ancient souls can’t die

Go to live on high

For all time

They bring fire to this place

They civilise

They disgrace

Foolish minds won’t understand

Sacrifice their own land

Daylight shows a grey and barren place

Silent and bereft of life

Trees which once reached to the sky

Now lie in ash like stone

Even in ashes all is not lost

Spring reveals a green against grey

Slowly the spirits return from the sky

As the wheel turns again