Free ways to roam Releasing souls, to be alone for wandering My heart is cold Like the frozen ground that sleeps in wait back home Smoke inn the hands Acknowledgement, make my offering For the strenght to withstand The loneliness I feel now, for our land Our land And though the miles are many The weight in my heart is heavy And though my spirit's lonely I know that I will never be alone awareness comes Where there'd been none to offer any comfort My heart is numb Like the hnd outstretched in offering Offering