I can hear it in the beat of the drum
In the echoes of the words carried by the wind
I can feel it in the songs sung in the valley
In the earth beneath my feet
I can see it in the woodlands
I can taste it in the sunset
Before it disappears again
It’s a reflection of a feeling
Deep inside my stirred soul
It’s a fleeting memory
Like an eagle’s fading song
I hold onto what was once mine
Just before it got exiled
It’s a taste of the wild
I can hear it in the rage of a storm
As it’s pouring, thunder, lightning fill my eyes
I can feel it in the landslide as it moves me
When the clouds cover up blue skies
I can see it in my dreamlands
I can smell it in the forests
Before it disappears again
It’s a reflection of a feeling
Deep inside my stirred soul
It’s a fleeting memory
Like an eagle’s fading song
I hold onto what was once mine
Just before it got exiled
It’s a taste of the wild
I may not know her name
But I know her
She’s the purest form of me
And I’ll find her
Even if it’s just for a moment Oeehh
It’s a reflection of a feeling
Deep inside my stirred soul
It’s a fleeting memory
Like an eagle’s fading song
I hold onto what was once mine
Just before it got exiled
It’s a taste of the wild