RikkeRex:
So Quiet In Her Still Reflection, Drawing Them Down To The Lake, To The Centre Of Her Attention
RikkeRex:
And I Guess We'll Never Know, Exactly Where This River's Gonna Flow, And I Guess We'll Never Understand, Until We Reach That Promised Land
RikkeRex:
We Build Our Ivory Towers To Protect Us From The Flood, A Fleet Of Vessels Made Of Wood So They Won't Rust
RikkeRex:
If You See A Light Break Through The Clouds, And Fire Up The Distant Towers, Where The World Will Begin, Exactly How It Ends