There's a certain rhythm in the trees
that stands out to only me
The wind makes the tall trees sway
And a ghostly mandolin plays
A simple song for those around
Minds tick and heartbeats pound
The fire that flickers is so profound
Upon the red dirt mound.
The rocks whisper their silent prayer
The flames dance, their intentions bare
The stars walk in a natural circle
It seems like they're hoping for some sort of miracle
A simple dance for those around
Minds tick and heartbeats pound
The fire that flickers is so profound
Upon the red dirt mound.
They say to always follow the drinking gourd
You'll be heading home, rest assured
Sun and sky will lead the way
This is your life now, come what may
A second chance for those around
Minds tick and heartbeats pound
The fire that flickers is so profound
Upon the red dirt mound.