Higher Ground

You walk the line of a prisoner

Purple haze on an old cassette

Bound by the famous

Rich and strong

You told me you were getting old

And getting on

One day, honey, you'll be the one

Sea of questions, and a beggars bed

You wonder why I'm still chasing it

But dear the chosen never had a home

We're both hoping not to find one

One day honey we'll belong

You can't stop

You can't stop

There's a darkness coming round

Darkness coming round

You can't stop

You reach a higher ground

Higher ground

Higher ground

You can't stop

You can't stop

You reach a higher ground

Higher ground

Higher ground

Reach a higher, higher, higher ground