I fought my ï¬ght
And Iâve lived my life
And Iâve taken my time
Every night
You keep your mirror by your side in a familiar place
Look yourself in the eyes but never in the face
The lightning bug is brilliant but hasnât got a mind
He stumbles through his life with lights behind
And itâs all right
From mountains high
From a seasoned strand
From where the fountains roll
From the coral sand
We did a braver thing than anybody did
But a braver thing comes to keep it hid
Beauties of the night that satisfy your eyes
Common people of the skies that vanish in moonlight
And itâs all right
From Greenlandâs icy mountain
From Indiaâs coral strand
Where the sunny fountains roll down the golden sand
From an ancient river
From all the grassy plains
Theyâll call us to deliver their land from errorâs chain
And itâs all right