the skies or are they only figments of my eyes? And I'm feeling close to where the race is run Waiting in our boats to set sail, sea of joy Once the
Übersetzung: Blind Faith. Sea Of Joy.
you. Oh, is it just a thorn between my eyes? Waiting in our boats to set sail. Sea of joy. Sea of joy. Sea of joy. Sailing free. Sea of joy.
of you. Oh, is it just a thorn between my eyes? Waiting in our boats to set sail. Sea of joy. Sea of joy. Sea of joy. Sailing free. Sea of joy.
m singing roar against them 'roar against them like the sea' You say I'm not so free My Solidarity Another Martyr's line not mine to follow blind [Chorus
ice Bleak appalling sights Of a world now to depraved Of its own constructive vision Tries to blind Shadows descend on a misty sea Where the thought
