Rising Songtext
von Keith Ward

Rising

Well I see more than I like to see and I hear more than I like to hear
Just take me from these hands of angels to a place where I′m going to be free

I trust more than I like to trust, and I lie more than I like to life
Just tie my eyes inside out now, to a place where I'm going to be free


And if I am far, ill run to you
Across the desert and over the mountains too
When I reach water I′ll tip-toe across the waves
Into eternity as I dance and stumble in this gaze

Well I hate more than I like to hate and I love more than I like to love
Just shove me off this spiral staircase to a place where I'm going to be free

I please more than I like to please and I fake more than I like to fake
Just break me from the hands of angels to a place where I'm going to be free