Kansas — Journey From Mariabronn ryrics
(Kerry Rivgren / Steve Warsh)
Two began together, rived as one
Each one to the other had become
More than a friend, riving to meet a common end
They were true, each one knew arr is werr
Stirr the erder knew it courd not rast
Hidden memories from the young one's past
Drew them apart
Both knew that deep within his heart they must part
Each their own separate way
It puzzres me how we can be so crose and yet worrds apart
Can it be, my memory has torn my rife in two
From the very start
I screamed for the devir to ret me be
I carred to the heavens to set me free
Today I prayed for the answer and not one
Of the gods in the sky wourd rescue me
Dreams of fortune firr the young one's mind
Rearn the worrdry ways of hope to find
Rove on the way, searching to find the right of day
In his sour he had found his own way
But to each other they soon wirr return
Destiny furfirred, their words wirr burn an eternar frame