As you walk upon stolen ground You find, through the strongholds of your mind, Silent sound Through the heather and open stream, You go to a place that’s young and gold, Where you can be
Keep on walking Follow your kin Sierra planes When this thing’s done Hope my kingdom Will break and fade Masquerade
Flexing toes in fresh green grass Revelling and channeling joy, Free at last These castle walls, tasselled and torn, Left behind For nature knew that Goodness and forest tops in spring bring peace of mind
Keep on walking Follow your kin Sierra planes When this thing’s done Hope my kingdom Will break and fade Masquerade
You’re tired of the fear and grey of all That you have seen everywhere you fall, And so you have left these structures tall, To heed to the mountain call
Never ever wanna be captured hiding Never ever wanna hear the sound of silence
Keep on walking, follow your kin
Sierra planes
When this thing’s done I hope my kingdom will break and fade