Il testo della Straight lines to bad lands

It construction i'll honour your soul
Laid down something more beautiful
I'm temped to rewrite it all
This time i know i'm going

In straight lines to bad lands
I/m leaving nothing to chance
Courageous mind
My left hand
Reaches for you in holding

Oh for dear life, cut from old cloth
Tarred by the same brush
As i sit here in the widow 3rd
For the first i feel i won't fall

I believe in
I believe in when