Rising Sun

In his dreams he still flies

In his dreams he still rides

In his dreams he starts to cry

In his dreams he still dreams

The river washed him down

Underwater overhead

Swallows in the air

Horses on the sand

Running home to no one

Right then he started to dream

The wind dried his hair

As he walked into the sun

Standing at the edge of the world

Tasting the ocean as it rushes in

Standing at the edge of the world

Feet in the sand

Waiting on the rising sun

In his dreams he still flies

In his dreams he still dreams

Standing at the edge of the world

Tasting the ocean as it rushes in

Standing at the edge of the world

Feet in the sand

Waiting on the rising sun