Lyrics A Whisper in the Noise

A Whisper in the Noise

In Will

Seven years go by

Seven years of broken tribes

But I will go on

I will go on

Through the rolling hills

Rolling seasons I grow in will

I will go on

Ride on ride on

I'm growing old

As I grow

Wisdom grows

I will go on

Ride on ride on

Ride on ride on

Ride on ride on

Ride on ride on

Ride on ride on

Ride on ride on

Ride on ride on

Ride on ride on