don’t you fear the turning tidesnall is endingnon the cosmic strings we ridennever endingnnonce from out of depths of timenwe were risingnonce again, time after timenthere will be another dawnnnnow before the gate we standnwaiting for the last commandnsilver trumpets’ call welcomes us homennon a lonely globe in spacenall is endingnbut I will see this place againnthere will be another dawnnnnow before the gate we standnwaiting for the last commandnsilver trumpets’ call welcomes us homennso before the gate we fallnand the longing is no morenanother journey is overnnwelcome home