Why are you sitting contemplate which way the river flows

His silver canyon burn is taking to the skies (???)

So many ways for you to have your perspective changed

Yet you choose to stare into a dead-ended way

Nothing can penetrate a castle made of dreams

We win in the thought (?)

This will be our best way? (they're sleeping our beds away? they're sweeping our deaths/legs away?)

Oh (just/radios/radius) define us, we liberate ourselves

From this evil world, oh from those evil deeds (days?)

We share the same politics we share the same views

Must have an enemy must have something to fight

We're fighting real good, .said we win in the thought

When you stare into this hollow, hollow world

These are the facts, we know which way to go

Nothing ever lasts, you are chasing rainbows