They came across a dark and empty sea
With hearts filled up with hope and fear and love and greed
They came to build a great, bright dream from in their minds
What would they say if they could look into our time?
This creeping moss with soon devour all
As leaves in autumn, so our spirits fall
Barren branches seeking summer’s call
Under rain that falls eternal
And now we reap a crop sown many years ago
In this land of fog and wood and snow
Did they think this great, bright dream could ever last?
What did they think we’d see when we looked in the past?
A land so endless, wild, and vast
All hope of going back has passed
To a beast undying we are lashed
This endless falling rain will always last