Show Of Hands
Callin my number, the tracks and the thunder
Heading south, under veil of cloud
No hesitation, you chose your destination
Now miles and miles of misery
Believe me
Believe me

Let's have a show of hands, Who wants to go for a ride
I hear them calling, They're pleading for rescue
From the other side
Oh from the other side

Hours have passed, the sky turned to glass
Then it rained down, in razor sharp blades
Feel no regretes, cause we all placed our bets
Then we burst right at the seams
Run all the numbers, it looks like you're in for the long haul
Even the angels seem frightened for you as you fall
As you fall