Dust Bowl III Lyrics by Other Lives

I.. on your fathers face
the skyline is not seen for many days
it feels if though, we're never turning back here
The dawn, it turns to the dust

Is there any way, to get this weight off my skin
and find another one
Is there any one, to get this writing off the wall
And find a new one, Find a new.

And dont Slack the wind blows into the great unknown
We are on are way, we are on our way
Moving west,may bring us better days
We are on are way, we are on our way

Is there any way, to get this weight off my skin
and find another one
Is there any one, to get this writing off the wall
And find a new one, Find a New.