In a restless search for new opportunities and new ways of living, the mystery and the promise of distant horizons always have called men forward.
We are the lost and the silent
We are the shackled and small
We're looking up at the giants
We're going to watch when they fall
Do you hear me?
You're a Goliath to me
I'll be there when the bombs unfurl
Till the war is over
Lay your burdens on me
I can bear all the weight of the world
With you on my shoulders
We won't just fall away
We weren't just born to fade
Our stories are past the horizon
We're chasing the sun till we find them
Goodbye to what we made
No matter anyway
We're climbing until we transcend
Higher, higher to where the skies end
These are the dreams of our fathers
There'll be no wishing on the stars
We are the sons and the daughters
Let them come test who we are
Can you hear me?
You're a Goliath to me
I'll be there when the guns break out
