The road goes on from the door where it began. Far ahead the road goes on and I'll follow. On the bridge he stands alone. Fire and shadow both defy and on that stone his wisdom died. Finest rockets ever seen, fireworks in blue and green, gold and thunder falling like the rain. Mighty sword, healing hand, back that bends beneath the load, trumpet voice, burning brand, a pilgrim on the road.
released January 3, 2011
Bobby - Drums, Bass, Keyboard, Vocals
Brian - Guitar
Jeremy - Production
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