Teksty: Wishbone Ash. Distillations. Bolan's Monument.

It's the deep of night - I get up, and get out of bed,
Drive that road like I've done a thousand times before.
Don't know where I go in this still, cold, misty light;
Walk a lonely pathway, the river flows.
Message reads clear - "Why did you leave us?"
Now I know why I'm here - strange, what can heal us.
Bolan's monument, give me strength to walk on.

Now I'm face to face with my foolish soul,
There's a stagnant pool,
But he rises with grace and perfection.
Once in the garden, it's true, I may be naked,
But I've got direction.
Message reads clear - "Why did you leave us?"
Now I know why I'm here - strange, what can heal us.
Bolan's monument, give me strength to walk on