Up on the topmost peak of the cliff
Up on the highest stone of the mountain
I climbed its side on all four
For the ghosts of the forest, for those who whisper
A scream now stem from a mangled throat
A cry for the heavens, only forest can hear
A scream now stems from cleansed soul
You can hear now, you can understand now
An old moose, he talked to me
Of time without the moon rising
The birds of the forest sing life and luck
In the early moment embraced by the ancient
I found truth in the singing of branches
I heard wisdom in trails of the wind
Now my scream echoes among rocks and trees
I found truth in the singing of branches
A scream now stems from a mangled throat
A cry for the heavens, only forest can hear
A scream now stems from a cleansed soul
You can hear now, you can understand now
You can hear now, you can understand now
You can hear now, you can understand now
You can hear now, you can understand now
You can hear now, you can understand now
I found truth in the singing of branches
I heard wisdom in trails of the wind
Now my scream echoes among rocks and trees
I found truth in the singing of branches