In the space that divides
Compassion languishes and dies
And the few that unite around the holes in the fabric of time
They call us the odd, call us back to line
Call us the problem, but they can't divine
In the lighting and the moment
It's eye to eye
It's do or die
Maybe the ride keeps us together
Through dangers we must weather
You know, against the odds, against the wind
Rebels and riders
We always find each other
Fighting the dust clouds along the road to a dream
But the pack grows thin
And for those who still see red, the horizon is clear
And the answers are still up ahead
Engines will roar; flags go flying high
We'll see this glory before we die.
In the lighting and the moment
It's eye to eye
It's do or die
Maybe the ride keeps us together
Through dangers we must weather
You know, against the odds, against the wind
Rebels and riders
We always find each other
Fighting the dust clouds along the road to a dream