IN THE DREAMTIME    

Ralph McTell

The scent of smoke on desert wind 
Beneath the Southern Cross 
Far beyond where time begins 
And generations lost. 

I could not be further from you now 
With both feet on the ground 
But in the Dreamtime 
Souls take flight 
I am a closer to you now 

If I should lay me down to sleep 
By forest green or shining lake 
I could arise to find you gone 
To take for granted my mistake 

Chorus

Mountains crumble forests vanish 
Seeds awakened by the fire 
Water earth and air have borne them 
And I can feel my own ones near 

Chorus

Flames are dancing in the fire 
Timeless songs are on the air 
In the wilderness they're crying 
But there is laughter everywhere 

Chorus