Who holds the reins? Who holds the kingdom? Who is above? Who is in dominion?

Unspoken our illness One was our spine We share more that daylight We were intertwined!

If you ask the crowd They will not doubt We are one of the same Tho distance apart

Our dealings and customs Those blinds on our sight I might strap a mout on And harvest your might

You’d do the same! In France or in Spain Giving us fuel, hatred and pain The ghost of a mountain washed down by the rain! The parting of clouds A stillness at seas A knife crashing down Were once laid a kiss

The lost of the say That allowed us to miss What we thought was blank slate Was nothing but mist