Letras
The drum began
Before the word
No one saw
But all had heard
Dust rose high
The sky stood still
The song was not
But always will
Voices rise
No name, no plea
Not for men
Not heavenly
They sing in code
They stomp in time
They call the lost
With no design
The floorboards shake
The veil is thin
They clap in tongues
They pull you in
No creed, no book
No final page
But every breath
Still stokes the age
Voices rise
No name, no plea
Not for men
Not heavenly
They sing in code
They stomp in time
They call the lost
With no design
Not gospel, not sin
Not out or within
Just rhythm and fire
And breath from the wire
Where do they sing?
Behind the screen
What do they want?
To crack the dream
Voices rise
No name, no plea
Not for kings
Not prophecy
They hum the shape
Of something true
And if you hear
It sings through you
Sing through me
Sing through me
Sing through me
Set it free
Sing through me
Sing through me
Sing through me
Set it free
Voices rise
No name, no plea
Not for kings
Not prophecy
They hum the shape
Of something true
And if you hear
It sings through you
Sing through me
Sing through me
Sing through me
Set it free