have you called before your time?
rest your head against me i’m a friend to travelers.
hold me tight my wings are strong,
wrap your arms around me
it’s a long way through the tunnel to the light.
speeding through the fields of flowers,
silver skies with distant showers
my sister brought them
all the seeds in spring were sown,
how the tendriled vines have grown
so full in autumn
may i say you seem too strong,
loose your silver hair
’cause it’s a long way through the tunnel to the light.
fates are poised above the strings,
they know the span of life and wings,
you are not of them.
see the life these travelers chose
highway lamps on open roads
that shine above them
do your fingers want to feel
tunnels made of dampened steel
and why pretend that you’re so dull
may i say you’re beautiful
it makes me want to turn this thing around,
you’ll ride with me tonight,
you will ride with me tonight,
you will ride with me tonight.