Mist that hangs like silk, soaking in the rainnTrees that rise like ghosts, bearing people's namesnAnd a sea that takes me where I do not knownBut I gladly gonShrouded in the sweetest grass I've ever knownnThis my earthly bed, my beloved homenBut the voice that calls me to the far awaynI can only trust every word You saynn[CHORUS] And here I am, out on the edge of the world (x3)nWith You, With YounnShall I leave the print of my knees upon the sand?nThis my final prayer in my native landnShall I turn my face toward the shining sea?nTaste the salt of tears for those I have to leaven[CHORUS x2]