Eye use 2 dream in colour Prisms of inner eagle visions Pastel spring High Park bloom colour Rich velveteen Rouge Valley autumn colour Feathers of winged ones Bond between father sky and mother earth Eye use 2 dream in colour Prisms of inner eagle visions All my dreams are beginning to fade My days are cooler At night Jack Frost visits me Knock Knock Knocking on my window pane Driving me insane with his insidious laugh Cuz he knows our people never come back . . .