Working For A Nuclear Free City - Quiet Place lyrics

Cross the lines down shifting lights, Catch it's breath a stream of life, The tallest trees stretch to the sea, And to the edge where shadows meet. A quiet place and nature's way, A season comes and whispers life, Still born again into golden dreams, A Hiding place beneath blue skies. Cross the lines down shifting lights, Catch it's breath a stream of life, The tallest trees stretch to the sea, And to the edge where shadows meet.