Текст песни The Will Song

Wanna keep on moving I am hanging on a wire I've lost reception from the faded spire And when the silence all comes crashing down There's nothing left but for you to make a sound And will you, will you, will you, will you listen to me, Certain innuendos make it so hard to be There are things that I remember In a way I had reception There are things that I remember In a way what you will In a way make it what you will You keep on moving on you keep on moving on