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

million burning books
Like torches in our hands
fabric of ideals
To decorate our homes

thousand generations
The soil on which we walk
mountain of mistakes
For us to climb for pleasure

hundred clocks are ticking
The line [bad word] a circle
Spin the wheel of fortune
Or learn to navigate

choir full of longing
Will call our ships to port
The countless lonely voices
Like whispers in the dark

second of reflection can
Take you to the moon
The slightest hesitation can
Bring you down in flames

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

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

billion words ago
They sang a song of leaving
An echo from the [bad word] Will call them back again

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