Walking on glass Walking on stone When you're walking Sometimes walking alone Put your heart out And reach for the top Keep moving, don't ever stop Written on the wind Written on the sand Every woman, every man Engines started Ready to roll Broken hearted Let it go
It's o. k It'll work out Yes it's alright, anyhow Work out, work out
Johnny had a vision That's a fact Bound for glory Never turned back
Think back to a time When you ran with the pack You can always look around But never go back The drums are on the hillside In the depths of my soul A distant voice whispers in invisible tones That it's o. k It'll work out Yes it's alright, anyhow Yes it's o. k It'll work out It is alright anyhow, and we're On the edge of survival Could it be a new age Waiting for new arrivals Time to turn the page
Yes it's o. k
You can feel that midas touch it lies Quick in your grasp But you reach to hard It shatters like glass You can think back to a time When you ran with the pack You can always turn around But never go back
Drums are on the hillside And in the depths of my soul A distant voice whispers In invisible tones Work out We can work it out Work out
Compositor: Thomas William Cochrane ECAD: Obra #20794826