Uchronia

We’ve cemented ourselves in this dead end
For far too long
Not far from our reach, we’ll climb from this dust
This town is drenched in rust

The fear of the unfamiliar
Becomes the presence of true life
Let go that which holds you down
And venture with me into the unknown

Not far from our reach, we’ll climb from this dust
This town is drenched, is drenched in rust
The fear of the unfamiliar
Becomes the presence of true life
Let go of that
Which holds you down

I’ve walked these streets
For far too long
I’ve tasted this air
For far too long
For far too long!

Aspire to inspire desire
And set fire to the gasoline
And set yourself free

I’ve walked these streets, I’ve walked these streets!
For far too long, for far too long!
I’ve tasted this air, I’ve tasted this air!
For far too long, for far too long!

I’ve walked these streets, I’ve walked these streets!
For far too long, for far too long!
I’ve tasted this air, I’ve tasted this air!
For far too long, for far too long!