The Sojourner

The flaming one, sojourning Sun
She will return and melt the ice
The shifting sky will turn again
And we will mourn the passing grief

The roaring waves will wash away
Her ghastly grace still haunts this place
When ashes rest, a flame gone out
And then the smoke will cover all

Walk away and leave this ship
We’re never going to make this trip
If the tide will turn, we’re still too late
I see demise on the horizon

Here was the place where we got lost
Old wisdom gone
And we could have known
The sands of time would all run through our hands

The spiral that never ends
The red sky that still remains
A story told but never heard
Over and over again

Walk away and leave this ship
We’re never going to make this trip
If the tide will turn, we’re still too late
I see demise on the horizon

Here was the place where we got lost
Old wisdom gone
And we could have known
The sands of time would all run through our hands