I'm standing in the flames It’s a beautiful kind of pain Setting fire to yesterday Find the light, find the light, find the light I can feel the heat rising Everything is on fire Today is a painful reminder of why We can only get brighter The further you

There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun It has been the ruin of many a poor girl And me, oh, God, I'm one If I had listened to what my mother said, I`d have been at home today, But I was young and foolish, oh, God Let a rambler lead me

I like to believe he's the chosen one I like to believe he's the fallen one Dead but rising Dear wind of Mississippi can you call him by name I have followed his wings on a sunny day I raise the fist, raise the fist with power and fate And wishing that

Another day is coming A new day has begun An eagle is rising slowly to the skies of no return Disappearing in the growing sun So proud and so beautiful Thinking about tomorrow with tears in his eyes Once a lot of brothers spread their wings to join his

There's a place out on the edge of town, sir Rising above the factories and the fields Now ever since I 'as a child I can remember That mansion on the hill In the day you can see the children playing On the road that leads to those gates of hardened

Give me, give me a reason to believe Find the strength to maintain Search for truth, that will not change This, this is the turning point The rising of the day No fear inside This, this is the day that takes the suffering away No more wasting time In