The colours of the land
Emerge before my eyes
Soothing winds that blow my cares away

Through the trees
Call the priest, his wife, his friends, the police
I had to run away

Leave this all behind
Close your eyes
Wan goodbye, goodbye

I didn't see the point
Couldn't take the load
Drift away

Above me a new day's growing old
Bound by the chains of a crippling debt
Slipping through the dreads of a foolproof net

Run away
Far away
Shaped by the laws of deception and greed

Stamped and rejected I beg to be freed
Lose the key
Lose the key

I had to run away
Leave this all behind
Close your eyes

Wan goodbye, goodbye
I didn't see the point
Couldn't take the load

Drift away
Above me a new day's growing old
By a river

The colours of the land
Emerge before my eyes
Soothing winds that blow my cares away

Through the trees