In the lands of my mind

The screams of the gulls
Thinking forever that we are
Seeing deeper than we can jump
On the cliff of our life
Talking of sounds and colors

In the lands of my mind

The countries of violence
We make war
Or at times with greatness soar
But the sky is clouded and doesn’t know
What we are here for

In the valleys and glens of my mind

In the thanks giving of my people
Their singing and dancing
Has awoken some look ago thought
Has shaken our hands tracing
Across skin so tender

In the lands of my mind

The flowers speak words of love
The trees sway to our rhythm
The streams flow upwards
And the breeze catches our thoughts
Like summer flowers

Yes in the great dark and beautiful lands
That lie inside of my mind
At times I stand here so unkind
Looking with eyes of fire
With the pupils of desire
I will free the lands
Even from my own twisted mind
And then the wild birds will have dined
And I will walk along the mountain path
Seeking freedom from cold
Freedom from me, too
And they will never see but one will understand
One will take my soul
And see that we are whole
That we have lost all
But we are forever in the wake of our father
The wake of our living
The wedding of our dead
Understanding that we can never
Feel the same
Never wake from our dream thoughts
Or even sleep with our lands

Thus in the land of mind
The sun has again signed