I awoke troubled by awful sounds
where the sky was dim and cities shining
One by one we're turning the old statue
Now I have seen all they have offered me
and all my words will simply die
One by one, we're turning the old statue
Oh the leaves of the gra**, d**h beneath our feet
has now given way there in the land ma**
inhabits the earth many long years of wondering
Oh the water will part clear us of this mess,
restore our good name, grace us at our d**h
and rise from above, suddenly you feel in the air
Wake inside and of the years you tried
If my mind relents then I will hide
One by one, we're turning to old statues
(Oh yeah)
Oh the leaves of the gra**, d**h beneath our feet
has now given way there in the land ma**,
inhabits the earth many long years of wondering
Oh the water will part clear us of this mess,
restore our good name, grace us at our d**h
and rise from above, suddenly you feel in the air