Like An Arrow

Steve Hackett

Like an arrow in the night

Like an arrow by the day



Come away from your bed at night

Leave all those empty halls behind

Have no fear of death

Have no fear of life

The taste of victory ahead

The spirit never dies



Like an arrow...



A mission bell by the ghostly station

Tolling in the wind

The veins in your hand

Stretch like broken trees of winter



The last call the last port of entry



Like an arrow...