Winter Is a Coloured Bird

Winter is a coloured bird
 Fleeting silent through the sweet pure air
 Chills the night but holds the word
 Decrees by wind are secrets to the land
 Which sleeps
 The cold wind rushes
 The ash will smear along
 With mysteries, messages
 And I know it's a hollow
 Turned on, the land will awake
 In winter
 In winter
 If I were a silent tree
 I would yearn to be awake in winter
 Although I know I can't be free
 At least I can exhibit all my earthy truths
 But, but, but the tree sleeps
 The wind respects his lands
 This darkness is a sham
 For 'neath the bark the sap is pulsing
 But the tree does not breathe
 In winter
 In winter
 Happy as the spring am I
 The world awakes me when I'm tired
 Latent energy released
 Yonder by the winter's eye
 And the world can see her flourish
 And if they turned off
 They could feel her too
 You don't know me
 I don't know you
 O Mother, you're a stranger
 You're shaped with me, I'm your child
 It's all in my mind
 It's all in my mind
 It's all in my mind
 And if they turned off
 They could feel her
 They could feel her
 They could feel her
 They could feel her
 They could feel her
 They could feel her
 Feel her