Rhodes
Endless miles of concrete, infinite tons of asphalt
Lifeless pavement getting rougher lately in the distance you can see so faintly
Empty towers of granite stretching up above the planet
Face it, all of us are here together, don't tell me that we're trapped forever
In desperate need of breath with hope the weak may breathe
What makes you think you're free when you're in desperate need?
Ill wind sounding thunder turbulent angry vapor
We are prisoners of our own behavior
Born of flesh through pain and labor
Now let it be understood, idols carved of wood offer convenient wings
Now let it be understood, idols carved of wood offer convenient wings
Crowds of lonely faces vanishing open spaces
We are threatened by those around us, sheltered by those who are closest
In desperate need of warmth, with hope the cold will leave
What makes you think you're free when you're in desperate need?