Chariot I Plead feat. Tim Smith

Then I would run beside the river

With only thoughts of victory

I felt the slipping of the seasons

The cruel end of everything

Heavy on the ground

Wide world so small

Over and over

Weary and worn

I see the fight that flows within you

The single vision that you keep

The winged feet, the body tapered

No mortal man has anything

Heavy on the ground

Wide world so small

Over and over

Weary and worn

Feel the weight of everything

Chariot, I plead

Crush them where they stand, everything here is good

There's nothing I fear at all

Torment, be here no more