I walked the prairie as the wind was a swirl, a voice from the distance could barely be heard. The sky was cloudy as the sun tried to shine, if you closed your eyes you were hardly to be blind. Walk in the direction of the sound you'll hear, walk in the grass and find yourself almost to tear. Reach out as if you were to touch the one that's there, she'll be much much closer than you'll be willing to show to care. Stop and listen as you find yourself to be alone, you've just found the spirirt that will forever cry and let out the endless moan.
