Hiding from the faces that we know

Riding to the places we have grown



And I walk in the sun but my feet are damp

And I speak with the folk like my fathers son

And my feet they are worn but they're comfortable

Let our fathers sing this
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/r/reef/hiding_20211882.html ]


Hiding

Riding

Hiding oh don't you want to go away?

I'm feeling that I'm far away today

Away

I'm feeling that I'm far away today



Singing

There will come a time to sing

Stirring

After days of being still