كلمات Elusive Ragings

Elusive ragings of hand over fist Darken the half light of dawn, Drawing conclusions from out of the mist With notions of reason and wrong. Heartbreaking tumult, the battle it seems Lies at the root of it all. But somewhere still smiling from canyons serene The champion of freedom stands tall. It's late again, it's straight again It's hopeless and it's lost. Despair cries, "Retreat!", and then stands to watch. Then, cascading, campaigning, The bright tones of relief Form magic music chords and send for God. Outside the winds beat unmercifully hard; Fear creeps like sand in through the cracks. But inside the stillness is consciously formed As false goals and egos relax. Outside the winds beat unmercifully hard; Fear creeps like sand in through the cracks. But inside the stillness is consciously formed As false goals and egos relax.