As the rain
tossed above us; 
In the garden of the world 
But a flame arrives to guide us; 
Past the gold between the angles of the stars 

Watching over all the children in the rain; 
And the streets where I remember 
Where the fire that lights a candle soars again; 

flaring flame, 
Hear it call; 
Through the darkness, 
Hear it call to us all 

And start again; 
Its beating heart [bad word] again 

[ [bad word]  bells ] 
[ [bad word]  whistling ] 
[ [bad word]  la-la ] 

When the light drives out our fearss 
And the joy drives out our pain 
And the [bad word] to greet us 
Waving open arms of waves of golden corn 

Ever hear us, 
Oh, the spirit of the world 
May your light be ever near us 
Always lead us from the dark 
though we may fall 

We will fly
and with love
Hear it call