Walking in the dust and walking in the shade
Hiding their faces in the bushes and the blades
Running in the moonlight, running in the trees
Hiding from something that no one sees
Sleeping by the shoreline, sleeping by the sea
Caring by the sound of the wind and the trees
Waking in a strange place, waking up alone
Nobody around and no way home
These is a time when we stand and see
Aching to find something
Stand tall and aim it