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 howling will take me home
