The Wind

The wind is calling out my name. Deep within the ancient trees. Listen closely, feel the flame of runes and Mystery. The stillness first speaks. Oh, spirit, sounds are coming. The trees, you can feel. The pulse awakens the past. The wind is calling out my name. Deep within the ancient trees. Listen closely, feel the flame of runes and Mystery. Silent hum Of the earth. Moonlight dance On the lake. Rays of sunshine warm my soul. Gentle breeze carries blooms. I close my eyes. I listen to the quiet hum of time. A symphony of wisdom. A feeling so sublime. The breeze me away. Listen closely, feeling the gentle flow Of ancient magic show. The wind is calling out my name. Deep within the ancient trees. Listen closely, feel the flame of runes and Mystery. The wind is calling out my name. Deep within the ancient trees. Listen closely, feel the flame of runes and Mystery. A-a magic show. Ooh, mystery, ah. A-a magic show. Ooh, mystery, ah. The wind is calling out my name. Deep within the ancient trees. Listen closely, feel the flame of runes and Mystery. The wind is calling out my name. Deep within the ancient trees. Listen closely, feel the flame of runes and Mystery.