Текст песни Better Soil

i remember days of fire red desire in a stranger's bed and somewhere there a seed was sown the comfort that we used to know so wake up, son we're moving on from work and toil for better soil i remember days of amber brown you dancing in your wedding gown a troubled angel in a dress of white flowing in that blinding light i've figured out what you've been hiding and i've forgiven you for that all my blame has been misguided and all our sorrows buried here i remember days of black and white struggling with all our might time can come to be a grain of sand waring on the hearts of men wake up, son the time has come to shake the pain to flow again