What has become of this path I cannot see Will I ever belong to this odyssey When shall I reach a road that ascends That I may exist without falling, from you
Where is the sun to bring a new day A day to emerge from this hollow next Why can't you see beyond the transparent gate Why can't you read the book till it's end
What has become of this path I cannot see Whill I ever belong to this odyssey When shall I reach a road that ascends That I may existe wihout falling, from you
Where is the sun, where is your sun Where is the sun, where is your sun
Where is the sun, where is your sun Where is the sun, where is your sun
Must all the trees be pictures the same Shall us all worship the same faith Must the wheel be reinvented Must we all Bow to conformityTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.