Image Of Time (In Vain)

Walk through the branches And see into it all Walk through the branches And hear mother nature's call That will rise again Red leaves from the tree of life Cast by the wind Down in the beckoning hollow Summon the aura And the species we have seen Envision a lost world Before it was torn by hands of man One time in history We lived in harmony with the earth We chanted around the campfires And gazed into the mysteries of the stars Wandered across the open plains To a promised green Free feet among the whispering grass That stretches further than the eyes can see One time in history We lived in harmony with the earth We chanted around the campfires And gazed into the mysteries of the stars An endless chase for new resources Constant pace towards the end As a testament to our forefathers In our lives we honor them Travel along the contours In a landscape with no boundaries Follow the roads into the unknown Along the path of our ancestors From the peak of the mountains We ponder upon creation Seasons gone by and seasons to come Nature is an image of time