Voice of the Mist

Intro

Oh-wa

Hay-ya

A-lo-wa-ye

Chorus

Vine climbs up the stone wall

River speaks to the morning mist

Root and blood under the fern

Spirits wake when the green leaf turns

Spirit wakes

Spirit wakes

Verse 1

Silver clouds brush the steep slope

Thick canopy covers up the deer trail

Bare feet press the damp mud

Brave hearts beat in the wood

Pre-Chorus

Grandfather carved the cedar wood

Father sang what he understood

Brother stands where his kin have stood

Chorus

Vine climbs up the stone wall

River speaks to the morning mist

Root and blood under the fern

Spirits wake when the green leaf turns

Spirit wakes

Spirit wakes

Bridge

Sky bird calls

Rain falls down

Seeds take hold in the dark ground

Verse 2

Smell of salt on the east wind

Tall grass bowing to the canyon edge

Sharpened blade and woven vine

Generations in a line

Pre-Chorus

Grandfather carved the cedar wood

Father sang what he understood

Brother stands where his kin have stood

Chorus

Vine climbs up the stone wall

River speaks to the morning mist

Root and blood under the fern

Spirits wake when the green leaf turns

Spirit wakes

Spirit wakes

Hook

He-ye-ya

A-lo-way

He-ye-ya

A-lo-way