I saw the voices singing,
Rising up into the wind and rain,
I heard the song a playing,
Into the sea.
Fly up into the rising sun,
Into the morning,
Away from that darkness,
To feel the light upon thy face,
To feel the warmth upon your skin.
To dance in joyous tribulation,
To that sun,
To that morning,
Mourning in to rain,
Pushing the darkness away,
With a brush of our hands.
Time does not matter,
In the reflection of our lives,
To feel the pain awashed away,
Into that sea,
To drift away,
From us,
Away,
To drown in those waves.