We Ride

Sun rising over troubled waters

Over troubled fathers of the sons

Of sun and sand

Steady now, you're the loosest cannon

Not yet a man, but we're not children,

We're not kids anymore

And we ride

We ride

We ride

Down these living seas

Down these living seas

Down these living seas

Winter comes

And the deep is free

And turns clever thieves to steal the breath

From angry seas

Hold me down where blood meets water

Where time is black

And white bright blue until you breathe

Breathe

And we ride

We ride

We ride

Down these living seas

Down these living seas

We ride

And we ride

And we ride

Down these living seas

Down these living seas