Gaul from Walha by Butterbones

I feel my fingers dissolve
In the cold of february
But I held hope in my heart
When we walked the earth with our bodies
In the fall
I cast off the slumberous cloak
I bore when I crossed the prairies
The fates rush rush rushed to my side
Crying "No, this burden's yours to carry."
"For awhile."

Atropos, why have you come
At such an hour as this?
War is ever in my heart
And my heart pines for the west

This beach was calm
Its pull was strong
My heart was broken
By the light of dawn
O exodus
I won't depart
I can't recall the names
Of those who've gone
To distant horns
And fates unbowed
Say a prayer that
I'll never be found

• Folk
• canadiana
• rock
• western
• Grande Prairie