Lyrics:

Geese come rushing on a river of wind In the bright sky, bright sky Wild music ripples like a wake behind In the bright sky, bright sky Go higher, go higher where the wind is all In the bright sky, bright sky Where the bullets get tired and fall In the bright sky, bright sky They fly out of vision taking part of my soul In the bright sky, bright sky Well, maybe together we can touch down whole In the bright sky, bright sky I never saw the colours in the northern dark In the bright sky, bright sky But there were all those people floating like Noah's Ark In the bright sky, bright sky And we all rush away on a river of wind In the bright sky, bright sky But if i live i'll be coming back again In the bright sky, bright sky