

Walking down the gravel path
Tracing lines of wind and ash
Every step a quiet sound
Echoed on this hollow ground
And the wind keeps calling out your name
Nothing stays the same
(ooh-ooh-ooh) We are running through the summer rain
Saw the signposts turn to rust
Golden hours turn to dust
But the melody remains
Running through our ancient veins
And the wind keeps calling out your name
Nothing stays the same
(ooh-ooh-ooh) We are running through the summer rain
(yeah yeah)