In costruction I´ll honour your soul
laid down something more beautiful
I´m tempted to rewrite it all
this time I know I´m going
In straight lines to bad lands
I´m leaving nothing to chance
courageous mind
my left hand
reaches for you in holding
Oh for dear life, cut from odl cloth
tarred by the same brush
as I sit here in the window of third
for the first I feel I won´t fall
I believe in
I believe in when