Standing at the ocean
watch it tear away the shore
Glide out upon the desert,
the horizon is the door
And through your voices shouting above the wind it can't be heard
Drop all the sense of reason,
is it there you'll find your worth
And though you are surounded, feeling quite alone
There's a light to guide you home
hele hele hele hele hele
If you stand with your face
to the wind of the water
At the point of lands end
where the ocean begins
Look to the memory of the ones gone before
and the light and the meaning of the voices of the wind
The voice carried over water
and they forget down to worth
what follows is the silence
as you come to play their works
a feast is come before you
by the meaning still i care
standing at the threshold
as you watch it disappear
and though you are surrounded
feeling quite alone
there's alight to guide you home
hele hele hele hele
If you stand with your face
to the wind of the water
At the point of lands end
where the ocean begins
Look to the memory of the ones gone before
and the light and the meaning of the voices of the wind
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