Lyrics
Where do pictures go when they fade? Are they lost or in a resting place?
Everything lost becomes found someday, bury me neath the waves
of sound that shake the ground until all that I see cannot be believed, yeah,woo!
Free your mind of addiction and doubt, these things we're truly better without.
Take your head up above the clouds, into the thoughts of everyone I've found
the light from our star that burns the ground until all God's creatures can speak aloud.
Waves of sound that shake the ground
until all that I see cannot be believed, yeah!
Found the light, from our star that burns the ground
until all of God's creatures can speak aloud
Aloud!