Besedila: Ghostland Observatory. The Band Marches On.

I look out my window
To find all my peers
Asleep in the willows
Crawling through my years
Death is a motion, for life to let go
Love is a potion, to give your life a soul

Destination still unknown

And the moments almost gone
Nights all been spoken
Beats on the drum
My spirits evokin?
The power of the sun
Rhyme and the rhythm
The two and the throw
The hypnotic prisms, never let me go

Destination still unknown

And the band marches on
And the band marches on
And the band marches on

Straight through the oceans
The rivers and streams
Lightning?s in motion, electrifyin? dreams
Words are the wisdom
The seeds to be sown
Mother forgive them
We are almost home

Destination still unknown

And the band marches on
And the band marches on
And the band marches on


(Thanks to traci for these lyrics)