You can journey deep inside or out into The world – at the end you'll find the same The overgrown pathways lead all the Way back to the place from where we came There's a beach that we go to, to catch a breath of faraway One time we were down by the water's Edge as all the light turned burnished gold And looking back along the cliffs a hundred people From everywhere just standing in silence All just staring at the setting sun
There's a swollen river running through Our lives – of course it's faster every day Takes familiar things that we know and love and carries them away There's always sadness in the heroes' Eyes – what to do after the victory parade All was left on the mountainside, Then returning to a world that had changed We become like a people listening for the bells Of a church submerged a hundred years ago All just staring at the setting sun
Our spirits are all such restless things like the flying snow The tangle of paths all lead at the end to the western shore Where we could watch the future coming in the coiling of the clouds Infinity calls, infinity calls I'm going back over the mountains over the oceans to the horizonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
