The rising Rising in the distance Feel no resistance Weightless and free Gliding
Gliding on this feeling Ever increasing In frequency Searching For the perfect moment Stand still, time´s frozen Wait patiently Trying But can´t pull us under Won´t steal our thunder Now we´ll soon break free
On a wave Crashing once more We´ll make this last Trust me now and hold fast Say the word We´re gonna break through
All things must pass I´m asking you to hold fast On a wave Crashing once more We´ll make this last Trust me now and hold fast Say the word We´re gonna break through All things must pass I´m asking you to hold fast