When the morning has broken
can you see the great open sky,
or are you afraid to enter life?
From your world's obligations
I have struggled to get away,
and now I'm finally free
From the land of order I'm hiding
In the hand of shelter I roam
There's a light beyond the mountains,
and there's where I go
When the Maker rock the boat
the unbelievers dive together
Tonight we celebrate our never-ending flight
And together side by side we run into the light
I'm a needle in your eye
I'm the one you can never be
You're a dutiful drudge lost in time
There is no use denying
labour and guilt will always rule
your predictable realm
There are preachers among the fools
spinning tales of laws and rules
It's a language spoken in vain
I will never learn to take the blame
