To chase the reasons we are stranded one by one What did we expect to find here? What did we expect to find? Ragged strands of freedom We trust to the forces that move us along Revealing the time of wild growing fears Of restless made rhyme of innocent years
CHORUS Was it the gentle ones Was it the folding light Was it the fire that burns Turning it all in the summer night
To face the seasons and yet stand so far away How could we have been so blind here? How could we have been so blind? Another chance has opened We want to believe in the journey we're on We trust to the smiles of the old and the wise Uncovered in time to reflect in our eyes
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