The Walk To The Moon
Setting out Restless motion Beyond the horizons Lands must be golden Sister by the hand Pure heart trusting in Shining eyes when she looked up at him
Come on let's walk to the moon Come on let's walk to the moon
Freedom of choice Triumph of the will God made his joke keeping still Signs by the wayside Leading to nowhhere Winter came bringing hidden dispair
Come on...
Hazy shapes On an endless plain Illusions of freedom In nature's game And the stars hide their lights You can't see them weep The air was silent And they fell asleep
Come on... |