It all began in sand and dreams I was blind but there was nothing to see It all began in prayer and praise But there was nothing new written on the Wall that day
It all began with fear and falling With wings on fire I can tell that Something's burning I can tell something's burning And it all began here
It all began when I followed the line Now broken down my home that ended With this fall to the ground now So broken in my home is empty
With this cold inside this rage And I am old and slaves are bought And sold for gold and that means Nothing to me now That means nothing to me
In these soft places In these stone fields In these high places I will heal
What may be revealed now What may be shown What may be spoken now What may be known
These things once locked in silence Now return to me These things once locked in silence Now return to me
Stoned and sold and left for dead In a circle held in place in time And if I choose to fall again At least I know the choice is mine At least I know this voice is mineTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
