Black Oak, The Black Atlantic & I Am Oak gallop

Select language to translate this lyric

I held the line when you left me there
It wasn't a crime to start of a beginner
What was the plan when you called it off?
Was it the grid, fighting all the time?
Someday we will know how it went
Someday we'll tell of a new beginning
It was a crying shame when you did catch me off guard
Before I realized what I had done
I know now no one can be free
But by now all these hours of dreaming are worn out
Time removes the tolls that I've paid
As I go on, a rock in the stream of the gallop of time

SUBMIT CORRECTIONS