Soft as a whisper, my will to defy
Pierced by the gold silver challenge I cry
Lord, don't leave me behind
Please let me find you in reason and rhyme
How can a bird fly afraid to use both wings?
How can a man twirl with no hope in a dream?
We all can hear this after all, its raw within us
Why does the meaning turn to flame?
We're born but the world's gone with us
with the best of our kind
we believe the faces
on the edge of our heart
I spin the threads though they be dread or they be divine
I doubt the strangers find a home as I found mine
We all can hear this after all, it's raw within us
Why does the meaning turn to flame?
We're born but the world's gone with us
Where the cows and I dance, where the astronaut's curse
We are what we need and face it what the ad generates or not
We are what we believe it and face it what the ad generates in our heart