Letra de The Spirit (Live in Bochum)
We follow our instinct We're livin' in between The struggle of the races Continues on the sceneA million miles above us The spirit is unseen Beyond our small horizon It's got a perfect dreamWe travel through the ages We follow our dreams But the spirit of a free world Is the final dreamThe sun, the wind and water All we really need We waste our time To satisfy our greedWe travel through the ages The world remains obscene But the spirit of a free world Is the final dreamWe're about to lose control now The prophecy is clear Does it help to sigh and hope with sentimental fear? S.O.S. no more lifeboats hereIf I could ask the Maker About the master plan Could He give an answer Would I understand?Our ignorance will drive us on The world remains obscene But the spirit of a free world Is the final dream