Testo di Number

Death, I hear you calling But I can't come home right now My days were few and numbered But somebody lost count Unlike the dust that settles down Or fragments in the breeze I'm now prone to supremacy And I go on with ease Time to climb - regain What I've given up Low or high - I'll never be satisfied Transcending - I'll roam The end is my home I'll surmount and deride The benumbed hands of time Bribing the ebb of tide It's time to climb Time to climb - regain What I've given up Low or high - I'll never be satisfied Transcending - I'll roam The end is my home All is dead and done All is said and sung But united and untied - unified I'm turning the stone The end is my home At the mercy of the pouring rain My fire inside At the mercy of life's waterfall My shelter's dry