Currowan

We can't ride this out On the edge of time Summer fires, the blackening There is no doubt Fleeing from the sun No traction left, we're undone There's a straightforward explanation, no last minute relocations There is no way out Still, our hopes are like shooting stars Tracing dreams in the sky Our memories bind and anchor us, by and by We must tell the truth We must face the facts No prizes in the afterlife, no papering over of those cracks Or we are undone A big wave breaks so hard Some are swept away In their picture book, cathedral fate is sealed, their beauty is fatal They, they are gone But life's such a symphony It's a glorious dance In actions, the assassin understand the consequence Still, our hopes are like shooting stars Tracing scenes in the sky Our memories bind and anchor us for a while We will see this out Past the edge of time No more clinging to desire, we've been scoured by the fiercest fires And we are, we're one And no more clinging to desires We've been scoured by the fiercest fires, and we We are one We are one