Beyond - Naâman

Only the captive knows the price

Of life that flows beyond the bars

Only the dying knows how much

We’re all the same under the stars

Experience’s worth more than gold

Cause all those secrets never been told

Only your soul that will remain oh my friend

Don’t you hold on to your graves

Cause the things that are made inna fire gonna return to fire

Souls that are made inna fire gonna return to fire

I hope you remember how sweet

Feels the morning grass under your feet

Cause if you can’t then it’s too sad

That’s all we have under the stars

Experience’s worth more than gold

Cause all those secrets never been told

Kings and Queens upon their thrown will never know

Things that are made inna fire gonna return to fire

Swords that are made inna fire gonna return to fire

If you wonder where you belong

Remember your soul is from beyond

If you don’t believe it don’t be sad no

We’ll remain one under the stars

Experience’s worth more than gold

Cause all those secrets never been told

Only your soul that will remain my friend

So please don’t you hold on to your grave

Cause the things that are made inna fire gonna return to fire

Souls that are made inna fire gonna return to fire

Souls gonna return all of that

Everything gonna turn to fire again