Dear wind of Mississippi can you call him by name I have followed his wings on a sunny day
I like to believe he's the chosen one I like to believe he's the fallen one Dead but rising
I raise the fist, raise the fist with power and fate And wishing that his claws will grab on to my hand
I like to believe he's the chosen one I like to believe he's the fallen one Dead but rising
I have been to the end of waters I have been to the end of earth I've been over mountains and riding the storms Dear son, your words have reached me And for that I can carry on I'll guide you in spirit, today I'll be home
I like to believe he's the fallen one I like to believe he's the chosen one The rebirth of man heals a bleeding heart The eagle of kings wears my father's soul