Distant Spirits

(ahhhh) Can you feel it drifting in?

Starlight falls across the dry clay

Sifting through the trees

Carrying the words we didn't say

Floating on a sudden breeze

We left our secrets in the dust below

Now they rise up in the undertow

Listen close to the horizon line

Every whisper is a sign

We are just voices in the wind

Calling out to where we both begin

Over the plain, through the open sky

We let the old days pass us by

Yeah, we are voices in the wind

When the dust settles on the ground

In the quiet, truth is found

We are just voices in the wind

Calling out to where we both begin

Over the plain, through the open sky

We let the old days pass us by

Yeah, we are voices in the wind

In the wind... (hummmm)