And so, now that our babes are men
Those shifting stars forever dicing down
Between our dreams
Where will it stay?
The sea lays down
Its golden vengence now
Revealing to the land
All the softness of the soul
Dawn will bring us gifts. At home
The lamp still burns. Alone
They see the glow
Sails are cast from painters clouds
As morning burns to day
Leaving us a life
We mount the path
Of the river
To be pleased to see your face
Upon this earth
Those shifting stars forever dicing down
Between our dreams
Where will it stay?
The sea lays down
Its golden vengence now
Revealing to the land
All the softness of the soul
Dawn will bring us gifts. At home
The lamp still burns. Alone
They see the glow
Sails are cast from painters clouds
As morning burns to day
Leaving us a life
We mount the path
Of the river
To be pleased to see your face
Upon this earth