Silent Sentinels

I feel the earth beneath my feet
And the sweet air in my lungs
The water falling silent from the sky
And the fire about to die

Will my feet still carry me
Under the silent trees
Will my feet still carry me
Through this overwhelming night
Over the frozen earth
Until I die

Will my feet still carry me
Under the silent trees
Through this overwhelming night
Over this earth
Until I die

The silent sentinels
Oaks and pines in the dusk
They watch over the path of a fallen son
Towards a glimpse of a final morning sun