Free ways to roam
Releasing souls, to be alone for wandering
My heart is cold
Like the frozen ground that sleeps in wait back home

Smoke inn the hands
Acknowledgement, make my offering
For the strenght to withstand
The loneliness I feel now, for our land
Our land

And though the miles are many
The weight in my heart is heavy
And though my spirit's lonely
I know that I will never be alone

awareness comes
Where there'd been none to offer any comfort
My heart is numb
Like the hnd outstretched in offering
Offering