Run brother hide if you can Take these words from the medicine man I saw the sign of men with cold hearts With a heart of stone, unholy rolling stone There is more to this world than we see with our eyes There is more to this world than we touch with our hands (Feels like heaven, feels like flying) Once he was one in a crowd Now, mighty warrior, he walk tall and proud He once heard of a kingdom come in the skies One day he'll spread his wings, go where the eagle flies We touch the solid, seems like we trust the marble men We hold the limits, build a small world for even smaller men See how we run the fields See how we touch the stars Ride the wild horses again Ride like the one you see Run with your open heart Run with no gun in hand See with your open eyes What has begun again There is more to this world than we see with our eyes