I will rage with these seas With the meadows of reeds Every thought you ever had
I will run on glass lakes
I will claim all this ground I will fight them daylight hours
I will stand with hands raised And wish you every success
Lest I forget what you look like in
Through the layers of world And blue and white echo rings Was a love letter from god
You left a trail of flames
Oh won't you turn around...
And all the ghosts turn around