Change the clothes, smell the south, face the winds, it?s freedoms cave it?s freedoms cave! (Thanks to Mel for these lyrics)
Stop the car on 401 change the clothes we're on the run. Transcanadien outdoor line Great-Lakes next worlds turning fine. Stop the car in Gallup heat
You don't know the faces. You don't know the clouds. You don't know the stories. You don't know the doubts. But you know the distance between your life
I was going then to leave you! I was going leave this world! Seeking towers of my idols find the plains and catch the bird. You gave me no course! And
we ever failed to stay. If you can?t avoid sliding into these trails, then you can?t avoid falling on frozen trails. And our future it will lie on frozen trails
Death drifts in this modern world in times we grow, in times we pray. The always ending life is turning away. Our search for new directions unknown
My words in a breathtaking wind. My feets over quaking ground. My ears hear the claps of thunder and I dance against the silent flow of time. We see
hiding, that we are alive? Now we are alive start taking off and landing sleeping minds waking and we are no longer uniformed and all transmitted ? heading to a future trail
We never arrive we never can stop it keeps us alive it substitutes god. And all the things, that we absorb addicted, blinded, we are caught. (Thanks
Visions of water and arising lust. On that point I'm waiting. On that point stand strong. I stay in trust visions of water and arising lust. (Thanks
So my transmitter so hardly to detect. So my soul seeker barely to reject. Far beyond! Far beyond! Enviable your mentioned by higher reasons love. Untouchable
Sliding in, sliding in my night. My fight crawling out my mind. Landslide death is on the way we die! Saviour heard it's not my name. Try the crulest
we can hear the sound. The runway in front breaking new ground waiting for the shout to run fences off in round. Let's blaze the trail of hope so strongly
Still I want to hold on. Fragment in life. Freezing that moment silent place in time. Just for a few seconds to regain my source. Impression for moments
One time cold, oh one time so cold. One time sold, oh one time sold. The way is ending, one time old. The smoke is rising, one time told. One time in
(Instrumental)
So the patience was always mine and the confidence for your sign in the flickering lights thought the truth stood beside. Just believe me. There's no
your lies. These are the moments, that to capture each split may strengthen all our ties. Head for a project, judged by dreaming to set the future on a trail