Hidden Lake

Every summer, the same old road,

Leaving behind the heavy load.

Five old friends by a hidden lake,

Chasing the freedom that we take.

Crystal water, cold and clear,

Washing away the passing year.

Floating out where the blue begins,

Forgetting all of our older sins.

We feel young, we feel alive,

Just five souls who still survive.

Oh,

the lake is wide,

the night is deep,

Promises that we always keep.

Rock and roll

in the fading light,

We own the stars on a summer night!

Sun goes down and the shadows grow,

We light the fire with a golden glow.

Dusty cases and steel strings ring,

Playing the songs that we used to sing.

Back in the days of our roaring band,

Chasing the world with a heavy hand.

Empty bottles of ruby wine,

Tracing the lines of a other time.

Darkness falls like a velvet veil,

Chasing the ghost of an older tale.

The moon climbs high on a silver throne,

Turning the woods to the great unknown.

The air gets cold and the mood turns deep,

Secrets the dark and the shadows keep.

A touch of grief for the days gone by,

Under a wide and watching sky.

Then the first chord hits the quiet air,

A magic spark and we don't care.

Guitars roar through the mystic night,

Making the heavy spirit bright.

We come alive as the wood turns red,

Rocking the ghosts of the road ahead.

Yeah, we come alive...

Under the moon, we survive.