Dead But Rising

Dear wind of Mississippi, can you call him by name? I have followed his wings on a sunny day I like to believe he's the chosen one I like to believe he's the fallen one Dead but rising I raise the fist, raise the fist with power and fate And wishing that his claws will grab onto my hand I like to believe he's the chosen one I like to believe he's the fallen one Dead but rising I have been to the end of waters I have been to the end of earth I've been over mountains and riding the storms Dear son, your words have reached me And for that I can carry on I'll guide you in spirit. Today I'll be home I like to believe he's the fallen one I like to believe he's the chosen one The rebirth of man heals a bleeding heart The eagle of kings wears my father's soul Dead but rising