Deadlines Are Things That We Pass Through

Climbing Up On Solsbury Hill I Could See The City Light Wind Was Blowing, Time Stood Still Eagle Flew Out Of The Night He Was Something To Observe Came In Close, I Heard A Voice Standing Stretching Every Nerve I Had To Listen, Had No Choice

From The Pain Come The Dream From The Dream Come The Vision From The Vision Come The People From The People Come The Power From This Power Come The Change.

I Get Lost, Sometimes. Days Pass And This Emptiness Fills My Heart.

People Have The Strength To Overcome Their Bodies. Their Beauty Is In Their Minds.

I Hold The Line, The Line Of Strength That Pulls Me From The Fear.