In construction, I´ll honour your soul
Laid down something more beautiful
I´m tempted to rewrite it all
This time I know i´m going

In straight lines to badlands
I´m leaving nothing to chance
Courageous mind my left hand
Reaches for you I´m holding

On for dear life, cut from old cloth
Tarred by the same brush
As i sit here in the window of third
For the first time I feel I wont fall

In straight lines to badlands
I´m leaving nothing to chance
Courageous mind my left hand
Reaches for you I´m holding

I believe in
I believe in when
I believe in
I believe in when