Текст песни Re-in-living

It Was Cold, Not Feeling the Cold Eyes Were Where They Belong Huddled Together Feel the Warmth Thoughts Were Where They Belong. I Walk Down the Road, Leap a Ditch And Mount a Hill Despite the Wind. And He Bowed On the Point of Going How Loyal Had They Been Make Up Matters By a Grand Funeral How Loyal Had They Been. I Could Say That to Anyone Else, There Was no Such Guilt. Do I Have to Say It to You I Refuse To Set Foot. Tired Out By Play and Performance Heroic But Unsung. Final Attempt Gaining Guidance Heroic But Unsung. I See What Is Right and I Do So Approve But I'd Rather Be Lost and Feel the Groove.