One sweet sight Has the magnitude of a mountain's high Through the foreboding chime of freedom We try
Feed your fear With the famine of a thousand years Sleep in an empty room of concert And green
Say what you will Don't water down With the tears Of your old frown Move to see The open air
We first left From behind and from inside our heads Choosing the wills to learn And leave from the past Conscience calls Through the telephone from months before Opaque and dimly lit We move with the night
Say what you will Don't water down With the tears Of your old frown Move to see The open air
In times we think about it The vastness of this palace view In dreams we feel the winding of the months and the year We chose to be
Say what you will Don't water down With the tears Of your old frown Move to see The open air The open air we'll see
Say what you will Don't water down With the tears Of your old frown Move to see The open air The open air we'll see
Say what you will Don't water down With the tears Of your old frown Move to see The open air The open air we'll see
Say what you will Don't water down With the tears Of your old frown Move to see The open air
