Alive by Tyr
Essence, divergence, freedom, dependence
where to belong to, I'm longing, belongings
what to relate to, our nations try, my
patience dry, relations lie that
This is our essence, there's no way behind the
back wall of us all, and there's no way round the
side walls of mind halls, hide behind the curtains
thick folds and grow old, never know for certain
how things would be if you were to be free
and how high you could fly if you'd really try
Go tell the world we're coming, just a matter
of belief and space and time
Till were gonna ride the wind of changes, sail
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