crossing the deadline

the sand

the sand it covers the land

it's just a victim

you didn't stop it

high noon and the walk brings the storm with it

born to it or lay on it

day on day

night on night

with the thrill of a kid on my side

i will survive

as long as this trip will go

with my soul

i search for water

you need the cold

bring me some bubbles and a crown of gold

crossing the deadline befor it's too late

the finger snaps to the center of anger

wait

cross the line you will suffer

cross the line. cross the line. cross the line. so where's the mountain

i can't reach the top of this world