"I'm cutting the bad fruit off of my tree to lighten my load and grow me tall,
Just like my dogma, this fire pit mantra Covered in ashes, now take me home,
Shedding my antlers and making up answers to the mystery of nature, so reach for the sun,
Spruce tips and cedars now free up them rivers. The salmon will run, no dam can hold... "
Lyrics from "the wolves have returned" by nahko