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