| Lyrics: | A pattern sunrise, swept along the way a sunrise.
And under these overpasses, a towering
mountian does rise.
Don't cross the river not over there,
there'll be a mystery
revealed,
and I bet you dare.
And if I am to seek this place you can see,
who's chariot
to follow
so I, can be free?
At night the stars cry, I gaze upon a lake of
backyard,
and under these overpasses, a towering mountian does lie.
Don't cross the river
not over there,
there'll be a mystery revealed,
that were meant to share.
so if I am to
seek this place you can see,
who's chariot to follow
so I, can be free?
Oh No, here
we are again.
Oh No, here we are again.
My momma told me, |
