Again we're on the line And this time i feel the day is not mine Touch gently on the surface Or crash like hell I won't be sacrifised I let the hours wear my heart I leave the others to impale nightly moon And when I hear the call crying loud I just turn and turn and run away Impleasent all the way Still a form of life tradition yet remains And when its starts to rain I seek for shelter and blow my storm away I let the hours wear my heart I leave the others to impale nightly moon And when I hear the call crying loud I just turn and turn and run away