Take the young ones to the desert teach them how the arrow flies How to smell the beast upon the wind and run with mother nature's loving lies Show them how to balance what is wrong and what is right And make their own directions through the longest darkest night
CHORUS Oh you need that rite of passage before you can continue on That brave self understanding you can lean your dreams upon You may want for children, you may crave for man and wife But you need that rite of passage to the summer of your life
Show the children to the master, put the tools into their hands Show them how to work the grain and how to hold the ever moving sand Place with them the knowledge of the far and of the near And lead them through the waiting storms that will never ever clear
CHORUS
It's a sad deluded vision this creature of our time It's body now is broken it's smile it rarely has the chance to shine It stands so high and mighty with its never ending needs While somewhere in the beating heart the earth it vainly pleads
CHORUSTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
