The Smoke of Trees
See the wisps of smoke between the trees
And see them while you're down on your knees
The cold morning air chills you to the bone
And you wish you were back home.
You know the betrayal you perpretrated
And you know the lies you said
You feel the tears running down your cheeks
Can you see the future?
Hear the silence of the forests
See the darkness of the mountains
Question the Chaldian Prince, find out what he means
When he whispers of the smoke of trees
The lies of our lives and the life of lies
Bring the memories of the future, and the shadows of the moon
I'm the ghost that makes you love to cry
I'm the haunted that makes your world seem to smile.
Take me down to level ground
Take me to a place I can't be found
Leave me there; I don't want you to see
What's only mine - the smoke of trees.
And then when we're done, you will know the truth.
MIDI of Led Zepplin's Stairway to Heaven