Time, gleaned in jars of adamant
A moment lasts eternal innocence
Unknown reveries in solemn grace
An untold solace in embrace
Time is whispering all alone.
And when the birds in their rows
Are letting me all alone
Oh what a joy to behold
My wings yet unfurled... alone
And tired as we are now
We can't follow the sparrows
And their promised land
Lies solitary in the sand
And we're singing higher vows... alone
And when the birds in their rows
Are letting me all alone
Oh what a joy to behold
My wings yet unfurled... alone
And when the birds in their rows
Are letting me all alone
Oh what a joy to behold
My wings yet unfurled... alone
