New Skies Lyrics - Club Meds - Blacksmith

New skies will find us 

It seems the worst is behind us 

Clouds once filled with rain now separate, and start to make way 

Gone is the gray 

The end of the thunder 

Oh, the end of the slumber 

Eyes that once only dreamed, crippled by sleep, now opening, ready and willing, able to see 

New skies will find us 

It seems the worst is behind us 

Clouds once filled with rain now separate, and start to make way 

Gone is the gray 

The end of the thunder 

Oh, the end of the hunger 

Hands that knew only need burst at the seams, over-flowing 

Gone is the greed 

A new royal we