a billion words ago 
 the sailors disappeared 
 a story for the children 
 to rock them back to sleep 

 a million burning books 
 like torches in our hands 
 a fabric of ideals 
 to decorate our homes 

 a thousand generations 
 the soil on which we walk 
 a mountain of mistakes 
 for us to climb for pleasure 

 a hundred clocks are ticking 
 the line [bad word] a circle 
 spin the wheel of fortune 
 or learn to navigate 

 a choir full of longing 
 will call our ships to port 
 the countless lonely voices 
 like whispers in the dark 

 a second of reflection can 
 take you to the moon 
 the slightest hesitation can 
 bring you down in flames 

 a single spark of passion 
 can change a man forever 
 a moment in a lifetime 
 is all it takes to break him 

 a fraction of a heartbeat 
 made us what we are 
 a brother and a sister 
 for better or for worse 

 a billion words ago 
 they sang a song of leaving 
 an echo from the [bad word] 
 will call them back again 

 a choir full of longing… 
tonight we light the fires 
 we call our ships to port 
 tonight we walk on water 
 and tomorrow we'll be gone