Ride

Messages ran all over town
Words without sound

Condemned me
And left me for dead
All over again

It wasn't the first time, but this time
Things will never be the same

Ride, ride the very thought into the ground
In the church of the lost and found

The angels cry
Ride, ride until the darkness closes in
Until the ravaged soul begins
To reflect the open skies, ride

The chapel was burned
Razed to the ground

From the darkest of clouds
Small birds tumbled like rain
Time and again

You may go charging at windmills
In these days
Absurdities never change

Ride, ride the very thought into the ground
In the church of the lost and found

The angels cry
Ride, ride until the darkness closes in

Until the ravaged soul begins
To reflect the open skies, ride

In the thick of the woods
The word is taboo
In the darkest of continents
Light can deceive you
Ride, ride the very thought into the ground
In the church of the lost and found

The angels cry
Ride, ride until the darkness closes in
Until the ravaged soul begins
To reflect the open skies, ride.
Saddle up your thoughts and run to ground
In this world of lost and found

The eagles fly, ride