Water Fire and Smoke

It’s been a long journey to come to this place

I’ve traveling in time, I’ve traveling in space

I’ve traveling in circles and come face to face

With the water, fire, and smoke.

I’ve pondered the worry Ive tightened the rope

Feasted on sorrow and starved out my hope

Now I come like a lover, my heart in my throat

Give me water, fire, and smoke.

Water for cleansing my eyes and my ears

Find the transformer, the sorrows and fears.

Smoke on my ancestors drawing near

With the water, fire, and smoke.

So run from the churchyard, the world and the crowds

Run to the forest to the rivers and the rock

You will find a green altar, deep in the marsh

You’ll find water, fire, and smoke.

Enchain this periods of rocks and trees and wind

Enchain the rites of the green sacrament

Long before entrenchment and torment and sin

There was water, fire, and smoke.

I’ve laid down my burden, the weight of my years

Gods, I have worshiped and costs sell dear.

Who will I be when they all disappear

Into water, fire, and smoke?

I’ve melted in ashes, in piece may I rise

Empty of knowing and full of surprise

Close down in silence and down in baptize

In the water, fire, and smoke.

So run from the churchyard, the world and the crowds

Run to the forest to the rivers and the rock

You will find a green altar, deep in the marsh

You’ll find water, fire, and smoke.

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