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