Masters Of Reality - Jindalee Jindalie

Jindalee Jindalie
Look up to the morning sky
Jindalee Jindalie

Falling like the wind
To an understanding sky
Right into the arms of your love
From the other side
Sing of all things blue
Sing of all things high
I sing to sin my jindalin ally

In a red chapel's room
Lay the bones of face
That the wind will never touch
Nor a tear ever grace
Now love cuts through rock
Like the crying of a dove