Lyrics

Born on the edge of Arctic Bay in a tent,
In the land of ice so wild and free,
A life in harmony living nomadically,
Among the rocks and bones stood young Manasie

But life it let you down, when they sent you to town,
You saved your spirit and fled at sixteen,
Then love did bloom but it ended too soon,
When the spirit world called your family

You saw their faces in the bones,
Heard their voices in stone,
In a land most called ‘barren’ and ‘unknown’,
You chiseled away the pain,
Strike by strike, grain by grain,
And revealed concealed beauty that remained,
The land alive in your hands,
Reborn forgotten remnants

You moved so far away, anything to numb the pain,
Oh lost for years in a maze of southern ways,
You carved an escape,
Strike by strike, from that place,
Fragments of a childhood shore your saving grace

You saw faces in the bones,
Heard voices in stone,
In a land most called ‘barren’ and ‘unknown’,
You chiseled away the pain,
Strike by strike, grain by grain,
And revealed concealed beauty that remained,
The land alive in your hands,
Reborn forgotten remnants

Now the keeper of the story, of the fire and the glory,
Of the legends who now smile on you fondly,
Ya that circle spirals on, ever reaching for beyond,
With new light shed upon your timeless beauty
You see faces in the bones,
And hear their voices in stone,
In a land most called ‘barren’ and ‘unknown’,
You chisel away the pain,
Strike by strike, grain by grain,
And reveal concealed beauty that remains,
The land alive in your hands,
Reborn forgotten remnants