Currowan

We can't ride this out
On the edge of time
Summer fires, the blackening
There is no doubt

Fleeing from the sun
No traction left, we're undone
There's a straightforward explanation, no last minute relocations
There is no way out

Still, our hopes are like shooting stars
Tracing dreams in the sky
Our memories bind and anchor us, by and by

We must tell the truth
We must face the facts
No prizes in the afterlife, no papering over of those cracks
Or we are undone

A big wave breaks so hard
Some are swept away
In their picture book, cathedral fate is sealed, their beauty is fatal
They, they are gone

But life's such a symphony
It's a glorious dance
In actions, the assassin understand the consequence

Still, our hopes are like shooting stars
Tracing scenes in the sky
Our memories bind and anchor us for a while

We will see this out
Past the edge of time
No more clinging to desire, we've been scoured by the fiercest fires
And we are, we're one

And no more clinging to desires
We've been scoured by the fiercest fires, and we
We are one
We are one