Always before us there have been true believers
Rising above the rank and file drums
Now for a short time we gather small treasures
And after the harvest there is sweet kingdom come

Once we had wings and could fly over mountains
In the blue yonder we had a home
There was a time we could all walk on water
Then we saw a reflection and sank like a stone

There are these bridges from the past to the present
There are these bridges from now until dawn
There are these rivers that flow on forever
We are like rivers on our way home