In the valley of dry bones, I find myself alone
The sun-scorched land offers no peace, no rest
Its been a long time since I’ve drunk from the spring of life
Dry bones, come alive, come alive and walk with me
To the water that cleanses deep
Old bones, broken souls
Buried deep beneath
Rise up, come back to life
The symphony of bones
It’s time to let go of the past
Look ahead; it’s coming fast
Every sunset could be your last
Symphony of bones rise up and fight once more
I find myself surrounded under the desert sky
By bodies of allies
I am no prophet, I am no king
A voice that spent years without drinking from the well
Choices that led me astray from the path
So I walk among these bones...