Riding on the edge of bliss Freedom in the wilderness Eternal in a grain of sand Cross the starry sky
We're riding on a perfect storm So heed the call as shadows fall Unturn the stones where ancient bones Illuminate the way
Tigers made of paper Ride the melting snow Wells run dry and tears of rivers deep No longer flow And the women sang in Vietnam Grieving, cut and torn And soon we'll sing from dawn to dusk And face the raging storm
Riding on the edge of bliss Freedom in the wilderness Eternal in a grain of sand Mapped across the sky
We're riding on a perfect storm So heed the call as shadows fall Unturn the stones where ancient bones Illuminate the way
Bearing water, gods awake Prometheus and Hades quake Melting wings and melting ice We touch the burning sun Empty words ring below Broken promises I can't swallow I choke, I choke
Riding on the edge of bliss Freedom in the wilderness Eternal in a grain of sand Cross the starry sky
We're riding on a perfect storm So heed the call and face it all Unturn the stones where ancient bones Illuminate the wayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
