Dawn wakes the silence of a fainted lullaby.
Day breaks the eyelid from a song sung in my eye.
Night rests in peace as the sun mourns the sky.
All's accounted for sheep over a horizon's eye.
Rise, Rise and Shine.
A new day is coming.
Rise, Rise in Time
For Everything's under the Sun.
And when you see a south wind blow
Forecasting, you will know a hot day will be on the way (Foolish one)
You analyse the Earth and the sky.
I ask you why you can't analyse the signs of the present time.
I had a dream not unlike the one from old.
Of a man king, whose head was made of gold.
Stand castles of sand, whether the sundials rise and fall.
Chasing wind through your hands til water runs dry the well.
Dream, Daniel, dream
For that's yet to come.
See, Daniel, see.
For Everything's under the Sun.
And in the West, a cloud appears
for shadows of a coming shower near.
Oh so near. (Hypocrites)
You analyse the Earth and the sky.
I ask you why you can't analyse the signs of the present time.
Vanity. Yes, all is vanity.
Vanity. Yes, all is futility.
For one that dies, another's born.
Where laughter's heard, comforters mourn.
There's a time for everything.
A song for love, even abhor.
An olive branch or Winter's war?
There's a time for everything under the sun.
Under the Sun!
Rise, Rise and Shine
A new day is coming.
Rise, Rise in Time
for Everything's under the Sun
A new day is coming.
Sun.