The Ride

no I never wanted to

never wanted to be a slave

no, I never wanted to

to fool myself

yes, I always dared to stay

dared to stay inncent

yes, I always dared to be

be on my own

life turned to black stone

something that seems so hard to take

a ride with strangers

my shoulders, they will take them away

peace turned to black stone

something that seems so hard to change

a ride with strangers

my shoulders, they will carry them away

we'll ride to the start

where these ghosts will jump off

they will swing and will scream

and won't care about my hope

ride to the start

where these ghosts will jump off

they will swing and will scream

and won't care about my soul

yes, I should follow you

obey your rules, the signs you showed

seems I could not afford

to pay the bills

no,no, don't tell me where

where all the clean white snow will fall

where peacefull silence would

soothe a bitter soul