Struck By The Wild

I slept as if I never were

To Wake again

I am your he

I am your poisoner and your healer by turns

Dark forces are at work here

Tragic that a chorus the past

Can so destroy me efforts here

I want to be a good father

And I want to see my dreams

You Call That Naive?

Naive to think there's something more

Than what this life presents?

You would have my soul admit to

Lay me in the ground

No

But if it naive to think that now

I have to sell my soul

I will not lay me down

cliff after cliff after cliff after

cliff after cliff after cliff

This is the thin line

Is that what I feel?

When I take your hand

into the darkness...

So much weighs against our spirits

but we hold each other

With the strength to free what comes

Every moment reveals hope or despair

We find both in each

To which we set our minds

That is the task

And we not to sleep to sound...

Not to sleep to sound....

Step aside

You mountains of hardest stone

You deserts of drowning heat

Step aside

Years and years and years

The history of the world

Means nothing

Lay me in the ground

I will ride across the world

Step aside

You gates of tempered steel

You gates of heaven and hell

I Am Alive