Lyrics
My muse is in the mountains
My voice is in the sea
The stories in the forests
Are whispered by the trees
The wind plays a simple tune
While the clouds lend an ear
Let the stillness surround you
And in that space you'll hear
Chorus:
Music in the storms at night
Music by the morning light
Music in your dreams and in your soul
The song that keeps pulling you
Will never let you go.
This is the calling
Of the bards of old
Rhythm is the rainfall
that comes before the sun
It patters over heartbeats
as life carries on
Our words shape the wisdom
We draw from the stars
Divine inspiration
Lights the sacred fires
Chorus