The Sound
Sometimes I hear the sound echoing through my mind
Somewhere I hear this voice whispering through the skies
Come follow me to the ocean where time flows into sand,
Where spirits merge with the motion and travel with the wind
Sometimes I hear the sound thousands of miles away,
Sounds from a northern town calling my name and say -
Come hide with me in the places still untouched by man
Telling tales from the ages that sanctified the land
Sometimes I hear the sound, rhythms from ancient times
Somewhere I hear this song echoing through the night
Somewhere I hear the sound, somewhere I hear the sound
Lights along the shoreline like chips of shimmering glass
Dance with me once again the midsummer night dance
I see you down by the harbor watching the ships go by
Chasing smoke rings like marbles into the northern sky
Sometimes I hear the sound echoing through my mind
Somewhere I hear this voice whispering through the skies
Somewhere I hear the sound, somewhere I hear the sound
Lights along the shoreline are dancing with me
Writer/s: Krysten Berg
