When they fall, when they fall
The hand they reach for is a world away
Head in hands, head in the sand
As we're waiting for the rain again
There were lines in the sand that would never hold
There were grains of a truth that was never told
The storm on the horizon will take it's toll
As it rolls through a sea of stolen souls
Absolutely hooked on this album from first listen. How rare is that with prog!??? Excellent songwriting and musicianship. Can’t wait to dive into the rest of the collection. Thomas Lock