
Hand By A Stranger
Flutes, Spanish Acoustic Guitar, Native American Tribal Music, Experimental, Avant garde, Strange, Weird

Hand By A Stranger
Flutes, Spanish Acoustic Guitar, Native American Tribal Music, Experimental, Avant garde, Strange, Weird
Lyrics
Verse
Freed by the hand of the one who made me.
Sea by sea, I'm following by her lead.
The road goes on but only so long.
Choosing right from wrong, I only sing my song.
Bridge
The fever in my heart speaks of a way to the place.
Where peace awaits and time slows down in space.
(In space).
Chorus
One hour till the drive ends.
One hour till one life ends.
The nerves in my skin bend.
But the show must go on.
Go on.
Pause
Chorus
One hour till the drive ends.
One hour till one life ends.
The nerves in my skin bend.
But the show must go on.
Go on.
Pause
Beat-switch
Transition
Verse
The ocean seethes through me each night and day.
In motion is the breeze that blows away.
I've followed all maps but none were the last.
I've tried to fast but months could never last.
The last.
Pause
Beat-switch
Chorus
I fell in deep and out of time.
My ears grew deaf and eyes grew blind.
These worldly sounds gone in a flash.
A dark lit hall where no one runs.
Through.
I'm coming home...
Though know not where.
Outro
I'm coming home...
Though know not where.
(Though know not where).
