Lands

Where is the chorus in the airwaves

I sit with crystals at my side

No one can offer up an answer

And years are passing by

I saw the look of lands changing

And I feel you are the one who's moving beneath me

Are there riders coming through the dark

There is no more communication

I'm building lovers in our bed

I feel no real danger

I'm filled with desire

The back of my head split wide open

I saw the look of lands changing

Are there riders coming through the dark