Tunnel Vision - The Artificials

Without your hand upon my wildest dreams

No bloom will ever flourish

But with your hand upon everything

No thing

No dream could ever die

Never wanting to arrive

While always striving for eternity

Let the train keep a track

I’ll seldomly look behind thankful for relentless grace

Upon this never ending wind

The enemy whispers quit dreaming

Flood my ears with your song

Drowned out the tauntings of not good enough

Only in your presence can my wildest dreams come alive