Billowing hills Shoulders of steel Hide behind faces of glass
The street light valleys The midnight tallies Recollections of our past These thoughts of home
And tonight we sleep With lions all around In furnaces of fire we sleep Tonight we sleep With lions all around In furnaces of fire we sleep
We’re ghosts inside of our bodies Naked inside of our clothes We’re all terrified of the writhing ocean tide But our pockets are all full of hope These thoughts of home
And tonight we sleep With lions all around In furnaces of fire we sleep Tonight we sleep With lions all around In furnaces of fire we sleep
We were born on heaven’s silver shores I know it in my heart there’s more to be afforded
Did I hear you in the driving rain I swear somebody was calling my name again
We were born on heaven’s silver shores I know it in my heart there’s more To be afforded
We were made for the other side of the lake It’s more than we can take The fever’s gonna break for us
