Hey-yah



My love has gone all upon the crimson trail

His drum at dawn beating brimstone through the veil

Clear light through smoke and ash

And balmy seas, where breakers crash and roll



Gentle soldier of my soul



Hey-yah



He lays me down in his garden growin bed

He weaves a crown, twigs and feathers for my head

He sings the fields awake

And folds me in the love that makes me whole



Gentle soldier of my soul



Hey-yah



When i have passed through the forest of my trails

And stand at last where the shadows run for miles

We'll ride on ponies fine

With painted shields through fields of shining gold



Gentle soldier of my soul



Hey-yah