In the heart of the prairies where the wild dreams roam,
Underneath the wide sky, I find my way home,
With the mountain song rising, echoes of the tall peaks,
And the wind in the valley, it’s your breath that speaks.
Where the ancient rain falls through the whispering trees,
I can hear the forest heart beating softly with ease,
The dance of the earth in rhythms pure and bright,
It’s a melody of freedom glowing in the night.
Come the dusk, with the shadows, carrying tales untold,
Wild souls gather 'round, their spirits brave and bold,
With laughter as our lanterns, flickering in the dark,
We share our dreams like fireflies, igniting every spark.
Through the fields of golden grains, where the gentle rivers flow,
We find strength in our journeys, in the bonds that gently grow,
From the mountains to the valleys, every path we’ve crossed,
In the embrace of the earth dance, never counting what’s lost.
So let’s sing to the heavens, let our voices intertwine,
With the songs of the forest, and praises to the pines,
For in the whispers of the land, we know that we belong,
Together through the seasons, in this tapestry of song.
As the stars start to twinkle, and the night wraps its arms tight,
We’ll carry forth our stories, into the morning light,
With prairie dreams behind us and hope resounding clear,
We’ll stand as one forever, hearts entwined year by year.
Folk
Prairie dreams, Mountain song, Forest heart, Valley wind, Earth dance, Wild souls, Ancient rain
Folk
Prairie dreams, Mountain song, Forest heart, Valley wind, Earth dance, Wild souls, Ancient rain