Spies looking down and there's spies looking up
There's a wall of lies and a golden cup
The grail of life is lost in trails and in hills
I pray to God that the blood never spills
In my lifetime I've seen many a wonder
Echoing in caves comes the sound of distant thunder
No one can hide the day from the eyes of a child
Alone in the night once the night time smiled
Alone I walk across a wooden bridge
In a crowd
Lost in isolation
On the opposite shore lies the road I must seek
By myself I feel the spirit of Heaven
Raining white clouds in a sky of mist
All this time you were the first on my list
Can't you see your errors, I know I make my share
Didn't you ever hear the one about the tortoise and the hare
Alone I walk across a wooden bridge
In a crowd
Lost in isolation
On the opposite shore lies the road I must seek
By myself I feel the spirit of Heaven
It's a time to be alive at least it used to be
Some days I think I should've never learned how to see
Washing all the mud down the drain till life makes sense
Yet confused we all are until Heaven takes away the blues
Alone I walk across a wooden bridge
In a crowd
Lost in isolation
On the opposite shore lies the road I must seek
By myself I feel the spirit of Heaven