Lyrics

ALBA’S SONG

Up upon the mountain at the end of a chain

he paces back and forth

he’ll not answer to his name

His coat falls around him like the snow upon the peaks

his dark eyes do reveal what his voice will never speak


He was meant to be singing with the wind

He was meant to be a guild to brother man

He was meant to be running through the trees

but sometimes he just walking on this land

sometimes he just walking on this land


You can’t really see it, it’s invisible to the eyes

but it’s strong as steel bars, and cleverly disguised

and it all surrounds us like a cage

we are born into this place like prisoners of rage


We were meant to be flying to the moon

we were meant to be high above the clouds

we were meant to be shining like the stars

but sometimes this is just who we are

sometimes this is just who we are


Blood flows over the same old scars

drawing lines around who we are

and when they break open it can cleanse your soul

but only when your willing to really, really let go.