The Weaver Songtext
von Trevor Hall

वो तो जोगी ऋषि

Like fire on a mountain
And bliss upon a star
A symphony of thunder
I look to where you are

All over the country
The thieves they like to roam
It′s you I must remember
The one to lead me home

The Great Mother is calling
"Don't waste your precious days
Time is of the essence
Heed these words I say."

The Master lives and breathes
In everything we are
I′m calling to his madmen
The madmen of the heart


The madmen of the heart
Weave me through the dark
Madmen of the heart (Way, oh)
Weave me through the dark (Way, oh)

Well, if you reason now
You shall surely sink
Drowning in the water
Raise your hands up to the king

The path it has been shown
By ones who've gone before
Turn your gaze within
And start knocking on the door

Weave your actions well
Into the fabric of your soul
If you wander now
You'll never find your way back home

The word it has been spoken
The Master isn′t far
I′m calling to his madmen
The madmen of the heart


The madmen of the heart
Weave me through the dark (Way, oh)
Madmen of the heart (The madmen)
Weave me through the dark (Way, oh)

Weave your actions well
Into the fabric of your soul, oh
You'll find your way back home, ah
The madmen of the heart

The madmen of the heart (Weave me through the dark)
(Weave me through the dark)
The madmen of the heart, oh
The madmen, eh
Weave me through the dark