Lyrics:
Sacred Vision

impressions or pictures of home There's no way to grow that don't hurt She growled from the station then hung up the phone There's no sacred vision

impressions or pictures of home There?s no way to grow that don?t hurt? She growled from the station then hung up the phone There?s no sacred vision

impressions or pictures of home There's no way to grow that don't hurt She growled from the station then hung up the phone There's no sacred vision

impressions or pictures of home There?s no way to grow that don?t hurt? She growled from the station then hung up the phone There?s no sacred vision

impressions or pictures of home There's no way to grow that don't hurt She growled from the station then hung up the phone There's no sacred vision

impressions or pictures of home There’s no way to grow that don’t hurt” She growled from the station then hung up the phone There’s no sacred vision

I remember vividly what that vision did to me You laying with her in our bed Love can be a tragedy when you do what you did to me All I'm seeing now is

the People of the Pines Who Follow the Code of Handsome Lake He drank your poison, swallowed your fire And lay with fever four long years He received a vision

dance Lost in a trance Your sacred silence Losing all violence Stars in their place Mirror your face I have to find you I need to seek my inner vision Inner vision, Inner vision