There’s a country that no one’s found yet Somehow I seem to know about it There’s a melody that no one’s sung yet It’s faint, but I can hear it echoing
I’ve never been alone But I‘ve never felt at home Isn’t it strange that everyone feels this?
Try and name it, try to forget There is something more that I desire but I cannot become yet Still I’m haunted, I feel the ache There’s a thousand joys that show me home but never let me stay
I have sailed across the sea, I’ve seen the ocean floor But I cannot become the tide and battle with the shore I know there must be something more I can feel the winds are rushing, I hear them in the trees But I cannot race through the sky and wrestle with the leaves But I hope (?) that this won’t always be....
Someday soon we shall put on the sun Not the one we see, that’s just a sketch of what’s to come Earth and sky are coming to their end We will wear the glory they had always hinted at
I have sailed across the sea and seen the ocean floor But I cannot become the tide and battle with the shore I’ve always known there’s something more I can feel the winds are rushing, I hear them in the trees But I cannot race through the sky and wrestle with the leaves But I know that it won’t always be this way!