Bell of Snow

Home on the frozen Floor. Home under the open sky. Home under the Open sky. Yeah! I lay my name in dust. I carry fire in my hands. You call me through the mist. And I begin to understand. The river tastes like iron. The prayer wheel turns so slow. Your voice is in the storm. Where only deep hearts go. Strike the bell, wake the bone, Wake me whole, wake me dawn, round and round, I come home, round and round, take my Soul. Bell of snow, ring through me. Bell of snow, set me free. Oh, bell of snow. Bell of snow, ring through me. Free me now, set me free. The mountain keeps its silence. But it knows my every scar. I learn my peace by falling. I learn to walk with stars. Your breath lives in the basin. Your grief sits by the flame. I speak into the dark. And the dark repeats my name. Strike the bell, wake the bone, Wake me whole, wake me dawn, round and round, I come home, round and round, take my Soul. Bell of snow, ring through me. Bell of snow, set me free. Oh, bell of snow. Bell of snow, ring through me. Free Me now, set me free. When the drums grow like thunder, I do not run, I kneel. When the gongs crack the silence, I let the wound unseal. Strike the bell, wake the bone, Wake me whole, wake me dawn, round and round, I come home, round and round, take my Soul. Bell of snow, ring through me. Bell of snow, set me free. Oh, bell of snow. Bell of snow, ring through me. Free me now, set me Free. Hey, hey.