Celebrate the heavens
given back to man-upon-the-earth
Here, I saw my saddle mountain
folded on the hills and the valleys
Oh, God, how everything froze
and I could see for just one moment
all worlds, an endless chord
a glorious pattern halfway woven
Celebrate the open plains
a broken gate, and empty hands
valleys fled from cold to green
and I could see the sea again
Oh, God, how everything froze
and I could see for just one moment
forward, an endless chord
that glorious pattern halfway woven
