Letras
Somewhere in-between, where the angels fear to thread
I'm walking through the land
Marching on and on to meet the challenge of my life
But more dangerous it was where I came from
I don't need a scout guiding me all this time
Here, with all these higher beings
I have to learn to carry, but what makes our spirit so heavy?
The time will come to climb the last mountain
Caged somewhere in between
I don't mind to take the long way
And though the rain is pouring down on me
We are marching on and on
