The Lost Frontier

Lightning gathers
Along the great divide
Sirens echo in the mist

Will we hand it to our daughters?
Will we take it for ourselves?
When the stories are told
Are we part of the ones that'll tell?
(Part of the ones that will tell)

Spokes and steel of a thousand wheels are spinning on the sun
All the dust and tears of a thousand fears are frozen in the ground
From the last frontier a fountain appears
In a painintg as the sun
All the hope and fears of a thousand years
Created in your hand

Created in your hand

Fasten tightly
Bring only what you need
We will be passing through the fog
Of the lies told to our fathers and sons
And the ones we tell ourselves
When the will is one
Is there anything more to sell?

Spokes and steel of a thousand wheels are spinning on the sun
All the dust and tears of a thousand fears are frozen in the ground
From the last frontier a fountain appears
In a painintg as the sun
All the hope and fears of a thousand years
Created in your hand

Created in your hand