I stood accused and guilty of many crimes I went and burned my offerings a thousand times I know the place the landscape been here before I will not walk the bad mile anymore ‘ Cause I have seen the sun that I shine Comes down like pouring waters And two wrongs will never make a right Many times what we’re believing Is bound to change just like the season We’re blind eyed of short side Mistake the darkest night for the light of day So if tonight I’m leaving and finally let go Maybe you’ll find a freedom you’ve never known You’re pushed into the twilight against your will And for a timeless second you’re heart stands still But cutting through the veil of despair A gentle wind is blowing breathing life on weary bones in chains Many times what we’re believing Is bound to change just like the season We’re blind eyed of short side We know not wrong from what’s right And as we sink into the mystery of what we are And what we should be We let go of our shadows and in the end we know Our true face of pure grace a spirit fair and always We will dance, we will fly Everyone is so afraid to try What if we would finally let go Of all our babel towers
I stood accused and guilty of many crimes I went and burned my offerings a thousand times I know the place the landscape been here before I will not walk the bad mile anymore ‘ Cause I have seen the sun that I shine Comes down like pouring waters And two wrongs will never make a right Many times what we’re believing Is bound to change just like the season We’re blind eyed of short side Mistake the darkest night for the light of day So if tonight I’m leaving and finally let go Maybe you’ll find a freedom you’ve never known You’re pushed into the twilight against your will And for a timeless second you’re heart stands still But cutting through the veil of despair A gentle wind is blowing breathing life on weary bones in chains Many times what we’re believing Is bound to change just like the season We’re blind eyed of short side We know not wrong from what’s right And as we sink into the mystery of what we are And what we should be We let go of our shadows and in the end we know Our true face of pure grace a spirit fair and always We will dance, we will fly Everyone is so afraid to try What if we would finally let go Of all our babel towers
