Thought, high in her Ivory Tower
Falls in the spinning and weaving of Time
And the last of last words spoken is ‘Goodbye’ –
Never for you and I! Say when we die:

“I can hear your tears and I know that I’m not talking….”
“I can feel your fears and I know that I’m not walking….”

I won’t be leaving you
In embers of failure,
In the pool of our Winter
Glisten eyes of our Daemon

Thought, high in her Ivory Tower (as above)

“I can hear your tears and I know that I’m not talking….”
“I can feel your fears and I know that I’m not walking (away from you)”

We need no leaders
We need no followers
We seek the answers
From the Great Ancestors.

(I can hear you, I can hear you, I can….)

“I can hear your tears and I know that I’m not talking”
“I can feel your fears and I know that I’m not walking”

You know I won’t be leaving you
In embers of failure,
In the pool of our Winter
Glisten eyes of our Daemon.

We need no leaders,
We need no followers
We seek the answers
From the Great Ancestors.

I’m not walking from you! I’m walking to the Ancestors –
You know that I’m not, know that I’m not,
Not walking away from you!
I’m walking to the Ancestors,
Walking…to the Ancestors

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