New Skies Songtext
von Dan Mangan

New skies will find us.
It seems the worst is BEHIND US.
Clouds once filled with rain now separate, and start to make way.
Gone is the gray.
The end of the thunder.
Oh, the end of the SLUMBER.
Eyes that once only dreamed, crippled by sleep, now opening, ready and willing, able to see.
New skies will find us. It SEEMS the worst is behind us.
Clouds once filled with rain now separate, and start to make way.
Gone is the GRAY.
The end of the thunder.
Oh, the end of the HUNGER.
Hands that knew only NEED burst at the seams, over-flowing.
Gone is the greed.
A new ROYAL WE.