Paroles de The Second Coming

As he pulls out his bedroll As he lays beneath the stars As the earth moves beneath him As he holds it in his arms Words become matter Thoughts become sounds Echoes become canyons Wide awake, he carves them out Are you coming? I have waited long enough What he thought was distant He now sees with unveiled eyes In the silence, in the stillness Far away from speed and time The rhythms of the oceans Pull the blood inside his veins And the one that held him captive Sets him free, looses the chains I'm not coming You have waited long enough