Текст песни
What lies ahead, the chance i m taking
A thin line of emerald green, no further away
are my burdens lifting
i will run with no pain in my side
Piercing my soul to the core, where light comes from another source
brightness shows what we truly are
for what it s worth
what lies ahead
For what it s worth, offers me escape from despair
i will run with no pain in my side
Offers me escape from despair, in a space so different Wavorly, where present day will never end
A thin line of emerald green, the chance i m taking, all shadows left behind
I will run with no pain in my side, for what it s worth Endless, all shadows left behind
No further away, brightness shows what we truly are Endless, distorted faces
offers me escape from despair
a thin line of emerald green
Where light comes from another source, no further away Endless, where light comes from another source
Offers me escape from despair, all shadows left behind Endless, where present day will never end
Distorted faces, the chance i m taking
I will run with no pain in my side, no further away, and further in
No further away, and choice spans such a great divorce, spirit coming to life
no further away
are my burdens lifting
are my burdens lifting
piercing my soul to the core
Piercing my soul to the core, all shadows left behind
What lies ahead, undeserving rescue, on the horizon
is the balance shifting
is the balance shifting
a painful feeling
Undeserving rescue, offers me escape from despair
Are my burdens lifting, spirit coming to life, all shadows left behind
on the horizon
In a space so different, no further away, spirit coming to life
Piercing my soul to the core, for what it s worth
spirit coming to life
and further in
the climb we re making
The climb we re making, the climb we re making
Is the balance shifting, the chance i m taking
The gray of home could never compare, stretched tight as a fiddle string
a painful feeling
And choice spans such a great divorce, and further in
For what it s worth, offers me escape from despair, undeserving rescue
Distorted faces, all shadows left behind
stretched tight as a fiddle string
and choice spans such a great divorce
a thin line of emerald green
The climb we re making, piercing my soul to the core
In a space so different, and choice spans such a great divorce
Are my burdens lifting, distorted faces, in a space so different
is the balance shifting
no further away
No further away, the climb we re making Wavorly, where present day will never end