Messages ran all over town   Words without sound   Condemned me   And left me for dead   All over again   It wasn't the first time, but this time   Things will never be the same      Ride, ride the very thought into the ground   In the church of the lost and found   The angels cry   Ride, ride until the darkness closes in   Until the ravaged soul begins   To reflect the open skies, ride      The chapel was burned   Razed to the ground   From the darkest of clouds   Small birds tumbled like rain   Time and again   You may go charging at windmills   In these days   Absurdities never change      Ride, ride the very thought into the ground   In the church of the lost and found   The angels cry   Ride, ride until the darkness closes in   Until the ravaged soul begins   To reflect the open skies, ride      In the thick of the woods   The word is taboo   In the darkest of continents   Light can deceive you      Ride, saddle up your thoughts and run to ground   In this world of lost and found   The eagles fly, ride