Tides of Time
The Soundscapes
Tongues of colored flames
Seas of different trails
Whatever fortune they may bring is cheap
Numbers in the dark
Slashes of blue sky
The sunlight striking you right in the eye
Everything that's known
A point just off the road
Red sun in the horizon hanging low
The road has been my town
I'm miles away from home
And home is the best road I've ever taken
And suddenly is here
It's when you realize
We're floating through the tides of Time