Hey Tangible Myth I find what you hide I'm lost in your way Working all day It's nice place your bed I'm living your dreams They just getting old I wake up and smile For been alive I turn off TV I turn on my soul It's dawn at the moon Isn't something behind? The outshined lands They just getting old They just getting old I get born I get born They just getting old Tangible Myth Some place across clouds When the future was done When sun hides in sky Blinded by dust I pray for a rain When fever gets dry Shapping your thoughts And raising your gods Raising your gods They just getting old I get born I get born I get born Music on highlands Roots through the sky Music on highlands Roots through the sky