Paroles de Ghosts Invited

Out there in a distance Face the light And the growing mountain Through clouds Harvesting hope And dreams A gray shade appears Disbelief, disbelief Carved into the mind Carved into the mind By the well, by the root, and the tree Giant's head speaks through me Carved into the mind Carved into the mind Hosts of masks and spears The voices and the estuary By the well, by the root, and the tree Giant's head spreaks through me Out there in a distance Faces the light