Lyrics
NIGHTWALKER (c) 2003 Mark Witters
There’s no one passage through the sky,
He’s someone who’s ready to fly.
More than just a little wild
Heart of sage, eyes of child.
Off in the distance, you can hear the sound
of impassioned chants on eroding ground.
Unafraid to take a dare.
Never worried; he doesn’t care.
Nightwalker,
Life-stalker,
breaks through the wall of fire.
Freewheeler,
Believer in seeking soul’s desire.
Defying the notion of limited time,
Surpassing boundaries, no frost on vine.
Ever-daring, determined to win.
Not afraid to start over again.
Half-past two in a vacant lot.
Shadows dance in twisted knots.
Spirits sing in soaring sound.
Drummers drum though no one’s around
-Chorus-
Not your every mother’s son.
Face to face with a loaded gun.
Calmly with a knowing grin,
Understands where they have been.
Endless two-lane opal sky.
Knowing he can never die,
He flies high , fast and free.
Relentless in his quest to be.
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