Struck by the wild

I am your he
I am your poisoner and your healer by turns
Dark forces are at work here
Tragic that a chorus the past
Can so destroy me efforts here
I want to be a good father
And I want to see my dreams

You Call That Naive?

Naive to think there's something more
Than what this life presents?
You would have my soul admit to
Lay me in the ground
No

But if it naive to think that now
I have to sell my soul
I will not lay me down

cliff after cliff after cliff after
cliff after cliff after cliff

This is the thin line
Is that what I feel?
When I take your hand
into the darkness...

So much weighs against our spirits
but we hold each other
With the strength to free what comes
Every moment reveals hope or despair
We find both in each
To which we set our minds
That is the task
And we not to sleep to sound...
Not to sleep to sound....

Step aside
You mountains of hardest stone
You deserts of drowning heat
Step aside
Years and years and years
The history of the world
Means nothing
Lay me in the ground
I will ride across the world
Step aside
You gates of tempered steel
You gates of heaven and hell
I Am Alive