Æon Spoke
"Emmanuel"

When your road deserts you
And your feet disappear
You'll find some old shoes
Wasted ones, without appeal
Where will you go from here?

You've got to run from here
You're sitting still inside the fear
Must be someway out of here

Crows flying somewhere
Doves leaving doves
Time as the ocean
Changing tides alone it does

You've got to run from here
Where will you go from here
You're sitting still inside the fear
There must be someway out of here

Emmanuel you got away
Emmanuel you got away
Emmanuel