As darkness falls so hard. The children play. . Somewhere. Out there. Alone and out of place. Streets of illusion. Sooth the shattered fate. . I've been a runner.
We never fear the night, we bring our own starlight. Dropped on the world below, wait for the afterglow. . We never fear the night, we bring our own starlight.
Hey there Lord it's me. I wondered if you're free. Or not asleep. This just won't keep. It seems I just don't see. . Why all the things we asked. Or prayed would come to pass.
Hey there you. Way out there in the distance. Can you hear me. Are you there. . I know it's late. So please forgive my persistence. But I'm hanging. Do you care.
So what can I tell you. If life's the length of this play. Perhaps God gave the answers. To those with nothing to say. . The years are forgiven. If God's forgiving and kind.
On the sea. They heard the voices sing. Through the storm. The island's closing in. They'd heard tales. Of lives lost at sea. Deserted beach just beyond their reach.
She's got shotgun innocence. In her eyes so intense. Never sure of her intent. . She's a Paris pretty child. Even got a wink that's styled. Keeps it all behind a smile.
He's chasing you down the alleys of death. Where many have died, and where you will breathe your final breath. Your pulse starts to quicken, blood runs to your head.
In the town of Sarajevo, there's an old medieval square. There's a church aside one corner most believe was always there. . It was built a thousand years before any now were born.
Lines of a tale. Cut in the face of a crowd, sentenced no bail. There in the night. Deep in the back through the black beckons a life. . Time moving in a straight line.
He won the war. In a foreign land. That was no hero. That was my old man. . And he came back home. Where het met his wife. And he raised his kids. While he made a life.
(NARRATION). . The band played on and on. With no one looking at their watch. And just when you thought it couldn't get any better. . They would turn it up a notch.