Dirt of Chimayo - Lyrics - Gathering Field

"Burn down the mission!" So said the noon day sun On a wearisome expedition, when the vision quest had begun Unbeknownst to the drifter, unbeknownst to the solitary one In the land of enchantment, with a strand of the story left undone The dirt of Chimayo, Make the crippled ones walk Make the somber ones smile And the silent ones talk Took the path of the least resistance To the place where the suffering people go To touch the dirt of Chimayo Adobe tower, past the wooden courtyard gates Oh the ancient healing power from the inside emanates Where the walking sticks gather that were left by the travelers of faith And a hero's bravado, disappears with the look upon his face The dirt of Chimayo... Lost and found Gone then saved Turned around And made my way Lighter now Not so brave Don't know how I made it to this place The dirt of Chimayo...