Old Statues - Other Lives

I awoke troubled by awful sounds

Where the sky was dim and cities shining

One by one we’re turning the old statue

Now I have seen all they have offered me

And all my words will simply die

One by one, we’re turning the old statue

Oh the leaves of the grass

Death beneath our feet

Has now given way there in the land mass

Inhabits the earth many long years of wondering

Oh the water will part clear us of this mess

Restore our good name grace us at our death

And rise from above, suddenly you feel in the air

Ahh

Wake inside and of the years you tried

If my mind relents then I will hide

One by one, we’re turning to old statues

Oh yea

Oh the leaves of the grass

Death beneath our feet

Has now given way there in the land mass

Inhabits the earth many long years of wondering

Oh the water will part clear us of this mess

Restore our good name grace us at our death

And rise from above, suddenly you feel in the air

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