On a small world west of wonder.
Somewhere, nowhere, we are called.
There's a rainbow there that will shimmer.
When the dreamers clash and fall.
If the echoes refuse to answer.
When it hears a certain sound.
Then the beast is free to wander.
But, never do we see it around.
Reach above your dreams of pleasure.
Remember the lives of those who have died.
Look beyond your own dreams and horizons.
It's time we sail the ship sign.
From the sacred book the word is spoken.
Whispers heard from forgotten psalm.
Gather all around the young ones.
They will make us strong.
