Lyrics:
A wind carries your scentTo those who will find you outA storm forces you downTo seek shelter from the rainYour trail leads to a mine of cyanide and goldA free falling darkness leads you to yourselfI am low to the ground againI have the future bearing on downI run with the starlight to the endThe tail of the echo subsides(Now oath breaker sinks low x2) So I crawl through the hailstonesMy eyes fixed on my return(Now oath breaker sinks low x2)Time brings them all homeTo the eye of every storm