Lyrics

Two souls
running with the wind
And who knows
where their journey will end
Strangers glancing in the park
Fire flies dancing in the dark.

Two tin cans floating down
a mountain stream
No control over their own destiny.
Two red bricks in a wall of a prison cell
Standing side by side at the mission bell;
standing side by side at the mission bell.

Soldiers marching in the mud
Sirens crying out from above
Spotlights cut the sky in half
There is danger on every path.

Two tin cans...

No conrol over destiny...