Heaven calling in the distance So I packed my things and ran Far away from all the trouble I had caused with my two hands
Alone we traveled on with nothing but a shadow We fled, far away
Hold your horses now (Sleep until the sun goes down)

Through the woods we ran (Deep into the mountain sound) Hold your horses now (Sleepuntil the sun goes down)

Through the woods we ran
Some had scars and some had scratches It made me wonder about their

past And as I looked around I began to notice That we were nothing like the rest   ……