Tekster: The Fire Theft. Uncle Mountain.

I can hear you talking, we're doing all the walking
I'm stuck here in the middle at war with good and evil
I can hear you talking, I'm doing all the walking now
What strange your advice will believing you can fly

Rhythm of mind, don't wanna spend my time
Being afraid of dyin', I really wanna do good
I drown in a world of pity and sorrow
Been immersed within the light
What was I looking to find, run alone to the sea

I want love if love wants me, I want God if God wants me
Just can't hold on to what I believe