Skraling was the name given to those encountered by the Norsemen, first known of explorers who would dare and cross an endless ocean, foreign rocky coastline with the eskimo in fur and seal skin, not much to reveal the secrets in the main land deeply hidden. Across endless grassy planes high up in the desert mountains, cities built on river flood plaines hedged about with fruitful gardens.
Midsummer sun there is only one time of the year
Sun dagger shone, spiral on the stone
When life emerged from Silaurian seas, Calxylon
Earliest tree, what on earth could you be?
Hard now to know are the stars in the sky, I wonder why
Hominid finds slightly different designs.
Sweet Medicine keeper of the Cheyenne medicine bag
What was the year that morning star's people died in the snow
from what origin does that secret power line begin
Sweet Medicine.
Follow the sun, ice age has begun, that much is clear
Down to a fault dating the basalt
Somehow the brains and the surfaces changed over the years
Got to reflect how much time it all took
Algorithm chance has no memory, freezing the sea
How did they know it was there turn to go?
Who ventured out onto the ice bridge on towards the rising sun, how did they sing as they laid down to rest again on solid ground?
Rejoice how you came
You're close to the edge
The sky is so clear, close to the end, the mountains so near.
Rejoice how you came.