Pages Songtext
von Bering Strait
Pages Songtext
Yesterday′s wars
Stack up like old papers on the floor
Pounding like old knocks upon my door
Breaking like the ocean
Washing through my hands
Changing this old mountain into sand
You know me
By the stories I have made
You know me
Looking out through boxes and cages
And it's hard
To clearly see what′s right
In ordinary light
Does the truth filter down through the ages?
We cannot see the end
So here we must begin
Tell me, what will we write on these pages?
Life's open road
Showing only what it wants to show
Calling when it's time for us to go
Driven by emotion
Pushing from the past
Running ′til our spirit′s free at last
You know me
By the stories I have made
You know me
Looking out through boxes and cages
And it's hard
To clearly see what′s right
In ordinary light
Does the truth filter down through the ages?
We cannot see the end
So here we must begin
Tell me, what will we write on these pages?
Down through history we race
Across borders
Into empty space
We write a chapter
A fable
A line that trace
Another heart may follow
You know me
By the stories I have made
You know me
Looking out through boxes and cages
And it's hard
To clearly see what′s right
In ordinary light
Does the truth filter down through the ages?
We cannot see the end
So here we must begin
Tell me, what will we write on these pages?
We cannot see the end
So here we must begin
Tell me, what will we write on these pages?
Stack up like old papers on the floor
Pounding like old knocks upon my door
Breaking like the ocean
Washing through my hands
Changing this old mountain into sand
You know me
By the stories I have made
You know me
Looking out through boxes and cages
And it's hard
To clearly see what′s right
In ordinary light
Does the truth filter down through the ages?
We cannot see the end
So here we must begin
Tell me, what will we write on these pages?
Life's open road
Showing only what it wants to show
Calling when it's time for us to go
Driven by emotion
Pushing from the past
Running ′til our spirit′s free at last
You know me
By the stories I have made
You know me
Looking out through boxes and cages
And it's hard
To clearly see what′s right
In ordinary light
Does the truth filter down through the ages?
We cannot see the end
So here we must begin
Tell me, what will we write on these pages?
Down through history we race
Across borders
Into empty space
We write a chapter
A fable
A line that trace
Another heart may follow
You know me
By the stories I have made
You know me
Looking out through boxes and cages
And it's hard
To clearly see what′s right
In ordinary light
Does the truth filter down through the ages?
We cannot see the end
So here we must begin
Tell me, what will we write on these pages?
We cannot see the end
So here we must begin
Tell me, what will we write on these pages?
Writer(s): Thomas E. Kimmel, Jenny Yates Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

