we followed traces into freedom
we left no stone unturned
out of this forlorn place to our home
casted adrift we are not sure if we return
we're heading for skyline's end
we're heading for skyline's end
all untouched by human hands
we stand on hallowed ground
can't feel what's wrong or right
and while away the precious time
for a spell we put the tin lid on
the sky is getting overcast
when all is said and done
we're heading for skyline's end