Storms a comin over me
But Ive got all I need
With the strength to resist the wind
Sheltered from this bitter end
Long ways from home
Feet are worn and were alone
Wont stop this feeling
This feeling that comes over me
Sweet child nows the time
For all to wake from a long troubled sleep
Below golden ribbons flow wondrous touch
The rise inside in which we seek
In the crowd of ones lament
Speaks the sound of nothing spent
Nothing stops an endless greed
In the town where it will feed
Sweet child nows the time
For all to wake from a long troubled sleep
Below golden ribbons flow wondrous touch
The rise inside in which we seek
Below golden ribbons flow wondrous touch
The rise inside in which we seek
If you stop and just look
Around youll know the troubles
At the top of this bridge
We all fell from