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1000 Ghosts Dancing
I am the wind
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Take charge
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My thanks to Nigel for the beautiful soundscape and to Michael Weinstein for the amazing flute
Lyrics
1000 GHOSTS DANCING
I am a 1000 ghosts dancing
I am the wind
All around,everywhere
I play at your hair
I hold aloft the soaring eagle
I Pass through the grasses
tear at your flesh
and lay the mountains flat...
I am the wind...
I make the flames dance
to my pipes of bone
I am the wind
Tease and torment them
untill their sting is gone
Out in the deserts I play
chasing the sand in circles
till I rise to the clouds
to blow it away to the stars
I am the wind...
I am the cool breezes of summer
the icy breath of winter
when the buffaloes are capped in snow
and they fume their warm clouds
I am the wind...
I am older than circles
the sacred hoops of the human
I am the wind
I was there when the land formed
I blew across eternity...
I sleep on the Moon at night
when the dark winds blow
the wolves sing to me
only the wolves know...
I am the wind...
I am the dawn horse that gallops the world
wild and unbroken
a 1000 ghosts dancing
across the face of the land...
I am the wind.
(Nigel Potter : April 1993)
I am a 1000 ghosts dancing
I am the wind
All around,everywhere
I play at your hair
I hold aloft the soaring eagle
I Pass through the grasses
tear at your flesh
and lay the mountains flat...
I am the wind...
I make the flames dance
to my pipes of bone
I am the wind
Tease and torment them
untill their sting is gone
Out in the deserts I play
chasing the sand in circles
till I rise to the clouds
to blow it away to the stars
I am the wind...
I am the cool breezes of summer
the icy breath of winter
when the buffaloes are capped in snow
and they fume their warm clouds
I am the wind...
I am older than circles
the sacred hoops of the human
I am the wind
I was there when the land formed
I blew across eternity...
I sleep on the Moon at night
when the dark winds blow
the wolves sing to me
only the wolves know...
I am the wind...
I am the dawn horse that gallops the world
wild and unbroken
a 1000 ghosts dancing
across the face of the land...
I am the wind.
(Nigel Potter : April 1993)
