Στοίχοι: Future Trail. Big Sky Horizon. Greyhound Song.

You don't know the faces.
You don't know the clouds.
You don't know the stories.
You don't know the doubts.
But you know the distance
between your life and out there
and you know resistance
your pleasure, be anywhere.

Pictures are rising and pictures are falling.
Pictures are moving and dancing.
You?re like on a trip that never goes out.
You?re not from this world.
Your head full of sounds.

You see all the mountains.
You see all the waves.
You see all the lovers.
You see all the great.
But you don't see the twilight
that shines from all out there.
You don't see the losses
the pain, you don't share.

The world from the windscreen
is the lie we believe.
The world through the windows
is the truth what we seek.
We're kept in a jungle
of pictures and dreams.
We're addicts of freedom
of things to be seen.

That pictures are rising, that pictures are falling.
There voices are moving and voices are dancing.
You?re like on a trip that never goes out.
You?re not from this world.
Your head full of sounds.


(Thanks to Mel for these lyrics)