Wolf Gang Last Bayou
Just had another change of plan, just chose another path again,
Run free with the wind that changes shapes around the people who stand still.
Don't ever want to be blockaded in, no prisons on my continent,
No one I feel inclined to love so I'll go lighter on my own.
Now I see it's another make or break; a little strength, a little leap of faith
Jump over rules that swim beneath and keep predictions in their place
Don't care what the elders have to say, their rules don't bend so they just break
No thanks to them that it seems
These young dreams are all we breathe
These young dreams are all we breathe
How many years before my grave, how many chances of escape?
How many questions can I ask to keep myself from being brave?
When deeds are measured in their act, when thoughts are welcomed not attached
When one man's dream becomes the truth and his opinion shapes the fact
And so it seems that life goes on, till you wake to find it's gone
Within the passing of a day, summer suns that bled away
And so I'll see you in the crowds of all the people who found out
That out fears just of the doubt
These young dreams are all we breathe
These young dreams are all we breathe
Calling me calling me, I see places left to find
Calling me calling me, I see paths yet to align
Calling me calling me, I see spaces in my life
I see somewhere, some place, some time
These young dreams are all we breathe
These young dreams are all we breathe
