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Carried by the WindFor his fatherland he once fought to be free.Years have passed, he now sees their new freedom's futility.All alone, without his arms, for the world might never catch on,He will seek another place to be.And we're off to the worlds that let us breathe and be free.And as I walk over the light,The wind blows by and with it the scent of life.And as I walk over the light,I see a world - renewed and restored for life.Entirely unbeknown to the world we've left behindThere's a way out of dark mazes and deceit.As she walks across the land once familiar to her,Valleys, hills, burial mounds now echoing ancestors.All alone but with her dreams, since their world will never catch on,She will seek another place to be.And we're off to the worlds that let us breathe and be free.And as I walk over the light,The wind blows by and with it the scent of life.And as I walk over the light,I see a world - renewed and restored for life.Across the land, beyond the hills, there you'll find a si
Solar WavesDon't you think that we could find,The truth that will cease all the liars?Don't you think that we could find,The love that will cure all the haters?We will carry on to find the truth, for all to see.We will carry on to search for love, we all can share.Don't you think that we could find,The way that will lead away from sadness?Don't you think that we could find,The light that will guide us through the darkness?Could it be that we could change,Before our time on Earth has run out?Could it be that we could change,For our own good, before the burn-out?We will carry on to find new ways, it's not too late.We will carry on to search for light, to guide us all.Until we go into the waves, the Solar Waves.
ArrivalThe Moon keeps me awake all night,He feeds his madness to me.Dreams far too dark to sleep in peace,I'd rather keep Mr Moon company!He screams, he feels, his light - it speaks!No man can hear his cries, except me.And he looks upon planet Earth, with hope for a change.And yet, selfishly I look at my own life, with hope for a change. With hope for a change.Ever since I arrived I can hear his cries in the night.Ever since I arrived I can feel his light upon my skin.Ever since I arrived I can sense his loneliness.Ever since I arrived I can see the love he has for me.And since that day I arrived, I have yearned for some peace.His madness, the dreams, his constant need for company,It's all far too much for me!If only he would let me go back to sleep.I want to go back home. Go back home.Still I know my place, know my place.And so I'm left with the Moon and his madness.And I give in to his madness.And I give in to his madness.