Текст песни Canyons - Fyrce Muons

Deep piercing shafts of nuclear light
Blinding as we round the corner
A glimpse of the mammoth glow wedged deeply in the groin of the canyon
And back to dark my eyes filled with blind noise
We feel the inertia of the huge Lincoln Continental as Pop careened the twisting turns
Roiling rapids several meters down scattered boulder banks terrified
Always with his cigar pumping plumes of ghastly blue nausea throughout the car
And back and forth between darkness and floodlight
Strobing back and forth and back and forth
And suddenly the blast appears ahead of us and we are near the end

I heat it I light it with angels
I bring it I seed it I breathe it with angels
I find it I hold it I greet it
I shine it I shape it release it with angels

It's old as the mantle
Rising perfection
It's old as a riddle
A window for land and sky
As you feel elation
Cold as a vision's age
It's path an incision
It's nothing but holding grace
The canyons of lonely grace

The sun of the visions
The sun of amazing grace