Cypress Queen - The Last Bison

On and over the northwest river

We go trusting in the Cypress Queen

She’ll keep us afloat

We retreat into our fortress gold

To a sanctuary in the trees

That i call home

Trees that i call

Day arise in solitude i will strain to find

The root from the vine that saved my life

And beam from the light that gave me sight

A glimpse of what I call home

Stay the course

And through the brushwood break

Brier and thorns that don’t

A trail we make

To climb the storms or brooded crowns with haste

And plunge into the tanic acid stains

Plunge into the

Day arise in solitude i will strain to find

The root from the vine that saved my life

And beam from the light that gave me sight

A glimpse of what I call home

Down to the black water in we go

For to emerge with a gift for you

Calling on us that will be restored

Float down the river, she’ll be yours

Down to the black water in we go

For to emerge with a gift for you

Calling on us that will be restored

Float down the river and she’ll be yours

Day arise in solitude i will strain to find

The root from the vine that saved my life

And beam from the light that gave me sight

A glimpse of what I call home