Tall grass hides, serpents who pray
Wearing the smiles of indifference
Cradling the lost, memories and days
A righteous belief in a new existence
Rivers flow to the ocean
Bluebird flying in the night
Blinded by our priceless future
Standing on the line
We want what's on the other side
Thorns of a rose, sharp as her tongue
Follow her shadow anywhere
She's gonna fly, higher than the truth
I'm gonna wait for her there