Free that feeling of its small box. Achieve healing against all odds. It may be grief, may be anger, may be love and cause you danger. When the sun sets over the harvested fields and you watch it kept between concrete and steel. Your wish: a tear in your eye... We're the guys from outta town. Far away from our home. There's a place that we can share. Take our hands we take you there. Amplify your emotions. Be inspired, be encouraged. We agree you are all right. It may be grief, may be anger, may be love and cause you danger. When the sun sets over the harvested fields. You just watch it... And when we leave our last words will be: good night and good luck.