מילים לשיר Trance Dance – Skyclad

Where the past meets the present we walk hand in hand, Barefoot and naked
The souls of my forefathers course through my veins as I watch the sun sink 'neath these ancestral plains. Outcast in the outback
Lie the fragile remains of a world that was mine. What money could not buy
To them power and riches were all that was real. Then sold into slavery (iron
I am your 'abbo'
Awaken the neo
hand, He's the last grain of hope left unspoilt by our games
soft in his footsteps and whisper his name. A DREAMTIME WALKABOUT
A DREAMTIME WALKABOUT
Watch us skip the dark fantastic
Bodies bathed in starlit twilight
Every picture tells a tale of hidden wisdom they have found, Man is just a part of nature
This 'savage' nobility rule without thrones, And by birthright inherit things we'll never own. Though progress encroaches
from their bodies with prehensile minds. We sons of the wilderness
Cast our spirits to fly with the birds through the trees. (See a bloodline that extends from Genesis to fiery end). Over bushland and billabong astral forms soar
'Til the therms of our passion can bear us no more. (Its shadow cast upon the land still undefiled by human hand). Unaware what you search for is already mine. Awaken the neo
by his hand, He's the last grain of hope left unspoilt by our games
soft in his footsteps and whisper his name. A DREAMTIME WALKABOUT
A DREAMTIME WALKABOUT
As you cower in concrete boxes
Pause a moment (stop and wonder)
Every picture tells a tale of hidden wisdom they have found, Man is just a part of nature--not the other way around.