This is about a place ... about an imagined place...a mixture of imagination with real life...!
Land of Wings Never Flown
Six o clock and you feel the drum beat
Inside your heart and underneath
Hear the troops marching round
Black boots tearing the ground
Looks like silence is gone
Souls fly while others born
And the fearless grown
Rides the dusty road alone
To the unknown
The horizon seems too hard to unveil
Step by step, trough the fields
While I cut trough this land
Tired eyes and soiled hands
Under kingdoms of rain
And tales of holy names
Seizing black seeds unsown
Wounded feet mark the soil
To the unknown
And it’s sacred
It’s the place never shown
Splinter’s shelter
Land of wings never flown
Talking shadows look like enemies
They feed the mind with mysteries
From the sky out of sight
Broken stones and lack of light
From the wind and the storm
Candles burning late at night
Fighting fear on your own
You can get used
To the unknown
It feels like heaven but it burns like a hell
But how it looks no one can tell
‘Cus the vision runs out
While the hearts are left in doubt
And the feeling is strong
Though I know it can be wrong
Land of wings never flown
Take the sky as your own
To the unknown
And it’s sacred
It’s the place never shown
Splinter’s shelter
Land of wings never flown
Land of Wings Never Flown
Six o clock and you feel the drum beat
Inside your heart and underneath
Hear the troops marching round
Black boots tearing the ground
Looks like silence is gone
Souls fly while others born
And the fearless grown
Rides the dusty road alone
To the unknown
The horizon seems too hard to unveil
Step by step, trough the fields
While I cut trough this land
Tired eyes and soiled hands
Under kingdoms of rain
And tales of holy names
Seizing black seeds unsown
Wounded feet mark the soil
To the unknown
And it’s sacred
It’s the place never shown
Splinter’s shelter
Land of wings never flown
Talking shadows look like enemies
They feed the mind with mysteries
From the sky out of sight
Broken stones and lack of light
From the wind and the storm
Candles burning late at night
Fighting fear on your own
You can get used
To the unknown
It feels like heaven but it burns like a hell
But how it looks no one can tell
‘Cus the vision runs out
While the hearts are left in doubt
And the feeling is strong
Though I know it can be wrong
Land of wings never flown
Take the sky as your own
To the unknown
And it’s sacred
It’s the place never shown
Splinter’s shelter
Land of wings never flown
