At times my mind sets off and wonders
Will life really always be this way?
From the inside point of view I sing to you
Especially to myself
If there's a constant in this life, it's change
The clouds roll in and the rain won't seem to stop
The weathers rough but it has its own kind of peace
Just listen to the thunder in the distance
See the lightning casting down from heaven
Look near not far
And dig into the vision of your dreams
In your dreams...
Hear the sound to be found
Relics sing from the ground
A silent song below your feet
Hear the sound to be found
Relics scream from the ground
A silent song beneath your sweep