Prints in the Stone (Remastered)

歌詞

In the morning, the pure of light Fell on our eyes Through the sharp streams of evergreen The sun on the grass To the sharp sound of jackdaws The sun warms the rock In the breeze of November The sense of it all Witch the ropes laid in old sacks Breakfast is done And you search deep within yourself Questioning why? But the wonder still lingers To this day my friend Long enough to taste The older man Leads the way The younger men Follow behind A rush of fear Wells inside Sensational feelings I start to climb I start to climb And the fear melts in the softness Of his voice in song To the gold in his handshake The end of the song Prints in the stone Prints in the stone