I walked down to the river In contemplation of days past I stared at my reflection And let the stream take away who I am
An offering of incense I lay into the bosom Of the waters cradle For memory
If this field that lays before me Is the one I must wander I will look east once more So that I may recall
What has been and what will come Whisper silence upon mournful tongues Echoes unto the altar of time From the waves I was brought forth Upon the horizon I will die I am the sun And the breaking dawn
I've wandered across the desert And kissed the scorching sands I've stared at my reflections In mirages that move at my command
An offering of incense I lay into the bosom Of the waters cradle For memory
If this field that lays before me Is the one I must wander I will look east once more So that I may recall
What has been and what will come Whisper silence upon mournful tongues Echoes unto the altar of time From the waves I was brought forth Upon the horizon I will die I am the sun And the breaking dawn
Toll the bells for my departure Beyond the veils new lands now wait
In time i will find the grace of my fathers And lay beside them LastTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
