Paroles: The New Amsterdams. A Small Crusade.

Stand at attention
Leading a listless life
No open redemption
By the riverside, what you saw
Was salvation on the go

Free who you were before
Find what you're looking for
Lose everything but you do it again

You're always a pilgrim
Leading a small crusade
To find the essential
Not a missionary or a guide
The past is part of this to cast aside

To free who you were before
Find what you're looking for
Lose everything but you do it again
Again

Secret concealed in the wheat fields
There's a mystery to this history