Ooberman
We'll know when we get there

So far... They walked for hours
Though the hills and fields looked the same
So far... So many hours
In the win, cruel sun, freezing rain
How far? How many hours?
Even saints need signs now and then

Might as well come looking with you
I've seen the magic in your eyes
I've got nothing left here
Might as well come running for the ride

We'll know when we get there
The view will amaze you, brush your feelings away
We'll know when we get there
The light will surround you, brush your feelings away

"Fair point" The doubters grumbled
"And its too late now to walk away"
"But false goals And fractal journeys
For your blind faith will be the price you pay"
Putting doubt aside They walked for hours
Though every point on the path brought them pain

Might as well come looking with you
I've seen the magic in your eyes
I've got nothing left here
Might as well come running for the ride

We'll know when we get there
The view will amaze you, brush your feelings away
We'll know when we get there
The light will surround you, brush your feelings away

Streaming preview available at www.ooberman.com in the Running Girl Mini-site.

Andy