My flames of freedom burn brighter everyday
while the blizzard within keeps it at bay.
The winds echo for love’s rebirth,
as all the tears fall back down to earth.

I call to the mountains and sing for the birds.
For my soul cries to be heard.
So listen to my dream’s lost song,
For we all must awaken near the dawn.

The stars pulse with never ending shine,
The moon’s grin is a cosmic divine.
So see the world in constant motion,
It just might lead to a new devotion.

I call to the mountains and sing for the birds.
For my soul cries to be heard.
So listen to my dream’s lost song,
For we all must awaken near the dawn.