I was born in the wings of an old cathedral
Where my parents sang
There they spoke in overtones lifting slow
And echoing across my frame
And through it all, through it all
We never thought about the end
And through it all, through it all
We never thought about the silence
Now the drums break the dawn moving true
By true and shaking through the nave
Cannon song carry on voices rise
And fall out like a mighty wave
And through it all, through it all
Never thought about the end
And through it all, through it all
We never thought about the silence
