I made this song for my dear friend, and my bigbrother Scott A. Gradert (@scottybaby); I hope it brings him some comfort. All the noises in the song come from me and my equipment. As usual, the lyrics and music are mine. ( poem has just written by me) --- LYRICS --- Whispers of distant lands, a silent embrace, on the Native lands of the ancients, Where the sun rises high, Tales etched in the soil, - In my eyes, you can see Plains and mountains, the gentle voice of ours, With the charm of the breeze, dreams sway and dance, In nature’s embrace, we await our chance. - a haaa heyyyaaaa heyyyy ahhaaa heyya heyya heyy i am the spirit of the natives one of the warrior for the Red lands - As the meadows stretch wide, The earth mother’s bounty, kinship, not artillery, On the red soil, Traces of the past, longing wraps every lane. - a haaa heyyyaaaa heyyyy ahhaaa heyya heyya heyy i am the spirit of the natives one of the warrior for the Red lands - Ghosts wander softly, of warriors once brave, Endless horizons hold the flavor of their wave, One day perhaps they’ll rise, courage reclaimed, With the spirits of the Native, the earth will be named. - a haaa heyyyaaaa heyyyy ahhaaa heyya heyya heyy i am the spirit of the natives one of the warrior for the Red lands --- more