The Big Chill
Nothing's Carved In Stone
Big chill is here
Air getting clear
White city air
And cure old scar
Now I couldn't see
How I needed you
Change of the mind
Must be the wine
Unsteady feet
There's no where to leave
But I couldn't see
How I distracted you
In this land of mine
Belief and faith will never be lost
When all words and gone and forgotten
Then now what would we believe
What will we say
My trembling voice
And dried up eyes
The me in you
A strange life form
Called you
In this land of mine
Belief and faith will never be lost
When all words and gone and forgotten
Then now what would we do...
In this land of mine
Belief and faith will never be lost
When all words and gone and forgotten
Then now what would we believe
What will we say