I can see the iron horses' tracks

Pressed in the mud from the weight of all that steam and steel

But the wind don't blow where you want it to go

No, the wind just goes where it will and you follow

I can feel the breath of winter

Driving this snow across these newly-whited plains

Takes my breath from me and it leaves me falling

Then it picks me up again in its own strength



And I can hear the wild wind howling

And I can feel it in my bones

And I know that the howling will take me home



I can see some traveller's footprints

There's a little bit of blood in every step he made

I wonder what kind of burden he's bearing

That has cut him so deeply every step along the long, long way

In the west I see an evening

This scarlet thread stretched beneath the gathering dark

Red as the blood on the hands of the Savior

And rich as the mercy that flowed from His broken heart



And I can hear the wild wind howling

And I can feel it in my bones

And I know that the howling will take me home



These men of violence, they have made this a world full of wars

Oh God break Your silence and let Your justice shine forth

Show some mercy, Oh Lord



'Cause I can see a people dispossessed

Broken and brave in the face of so much fear

Driven from their homes by the greed of a nation

Whose treaties were as good as litter

Along the trail of their tears

I can see the Covenant colors

The sun and the rain have woven against the blue of the sky

And I know if we live we will live by His promise

I know He who made it and

And I'm sure that He would not lie



And I can hear the wild wind howling

And I can feel it in my bones

And I know that the howl