So cold you are, the ice that burns behind your eyes has given you asylum
Your greatest gift they have returned into the air, your body to the land
The time has gone when you were dancing to invite the rain to paint the world a different shade
Now dance upon a different stage,
The wild, so wild -- The Web of Everywhere will haunt us to the end
The wild, so wild -- And we have found no way around
In open arms, they brought the wind to wipe away the pieces of our sanity
They walked around the ruins of their victories and carefully about you
The shifting sands in time will help us to forget the dead
The passion and the trial of all our lives is no concern for those who would command
Beside the walls that they have built to keep you out where you belong
The walls are old and we have found no way around
There are no answers any more and we are offered desolation
We are in trenches we have found
We should just dig a little deeper
We dig ourselves a little deeper...
In a Web of Everywhere, you found the ghosts of all the ruins they left behind and wrapped your arms around them
So cold you are, and tangled in a snare
The wild, so wild -- The Web of Everywhere will haunt us to the end
The wild, so wild -- And we have found no way around
Your greatest gift they have returned into the air, your body to the land
The time has gone when you were dancing to invite the rain to paint the world a different shade
Now dance upon a different stage,
The wild, so wild -- The Web of Everywhere will haunt us to the end
The wild, so wild -- And we have found no way around
In open arms, they brought the wind to wipe away the pieces of our sanity
They walked around the ruins of their victories and carefully about you
The shifting sands in time will help us to forget the dead
The passion and the trial of all our lives is no concern for those who would command
Beside the walls that they have built to keep you out where you belong
The walls are old and we have found no way around
There are no answers any more and we are offered desolation
We are in trenches we have found
We should just dig a little deeper
We dig ourselves a little deeper...
In a Web of Everywhere, you found the ghosts of all the ruins they left behind and wrapped your arms around them
So cold you are, and tangled in a snare
The wild, so wild -- The Web of Everywhere will haunt us to the end
The wild, so wild -- And we have found no way around