I hear the silence whisper in my ear.
I feel my fate in what I cannot know.
I follow footsteps neither far nor near.
As nature surely is not there nor here,
But everywhere and nowhere that we know.
I hear its silence whisper in my ear.
How do we find the spirits we revere
Through the blinding blizzard and the snow?
I follow footsteps neither far nor near.
How do I know by which star I should steer?
I listen to the winging of the crow
And hear its silence whisper in my ear.
My calling comes within the darkness clear.
My mind is gone where now will I go?
I'll follow footsteps neither far nor near.
I feel the cold, it brings my new frontier.
I lie so gently covered by the snow.
I hear its silence whisper in my ear
And follow in its footsteps far and near.
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"How do I know by which star I should steer?" I like that
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