Savanna

Night... day... sky and earth below On the grass the crystal... cold morning dew I... gaze... at the horizon line And I fly with the birds... toward the sunrise I fly This is savanna... ancient land! The condor flies... and the arrow in hand! These are drums... the voice in the dark! Spirits are calling... they haunt in the dark! Rain... washed... all the old tracks away Hidden and left behind... secrets by the bay I... read... signs up in the sky And I fly with the bird... toward the sunrise I fly This is savanna... ancient land! The condor flies... and the arrow in hand! These are drums... the voice in the dark! Spirits are calling... they haunt in the dark! Light... of stars... fades by the firelight Following the shadows and the wind... I must take flight I... will find... the path through the years And I fly with the bird... toward the sunrise I fly This is savanna... ancient land! The condor flies... and the arrow in hand! These are drums... the voice in the dark! Spirits are calling... they haunt in the dark!