Singing loud my own tale she calls me from sleep
lights my maze, guides my feet
my world is breaking, my roots burned down
as her voice moves my ground
she rolls old skin from my dry hands
unwraps my sight, extends the land
where I can walk and feel alive
touch the dirt, draw my signs
shout the words you never spent
break the walls you cannot bend
and you might dare to spin the world
while they wish it never turned
because the wind is slowing down
and the rain is turning sweet
and the storm is growing older
untie the ropes that bind your will
find a tongue you can speak
and reach beyond the roads of mud
break all ties while you run
learn the steps and walk again
a broken crutch won't make the journey
life keeps running up ahead
time won't wait for you to follow.
Music: Fred ©
Lyrics: Susana Noronha ©
lights my maze, guides my feet
my world is breaking, my roots burned down
as her voice moves my ground
she rolls old skin from my dry hands
unwraps my sight, extends the land
where I can walk and feel alive
touch the dirt, draw my signs
shout the words you never spent
break the walls you cannot bend
and you might dare to spin the world
while they wish it never turned
because the wind is slowing down
and the rain is turning sweet
and the storm is growing older
untie the ropes that bind your will
find a tongue you can speak
and reach beyond the roads of mud
break all ties while you run
learn the steps and walk again
a broken crutch won't make the journey
life keeps running up ahead
time won't wait for you to follow.
Music: Fred ©
Lyrics: Susana Noronha ©