Voice leading to voices,
Last song that the land sings,
In colourful breathless emotional sea,
Leaving us in this way.
Seeing out the angel,
From the shadow of a day,
That stands alone and crying young.
Singing fascination,
For the twist in anxious days,
That stand alone and crying young.
See out the angels,
For the rescue pools of life,
That stand alone and crying young.
Rescue by the first light,
Receiving us with these tears,
Feeling your gaze in the back of my eyes,
Leaving worlds this way.
In voice leading to voices,
Last song that the land sings,
In colourful breathless emotional sea,
Leaving us this way.
Seeing out the angels,
Singing fascination...
