Dream of the old way.,
Vanish into the back woods.
The power of the wind is strong.
There is a shadow in the trees.
The powerful mystery speaks.
Dream of the spirit life
Where boundless solitude is found.
Go into the desert alone
Because it is calling you.
There’s a spirit home for every soul.
And the shadow waits.
In the hills over yonder
The mystery sleeps.
The sun is shining in a quiet world
of peace and stillness
Where the forever hills sleep,
that is where you should go
If you are a child of the mountains.