And though you’d like to hear a songnThat sings everything’s alrightnThe temperature is warmnThe fire horses sleepnSo gently comes the nightnNow close your eyes and starenThe ground they’re on is barenBut once it was as deepnAnd wild as giants' dreamsnIt’s no longer therenAnd all of our desiresnCould mirror skies with flamesnAnd smoke out heaven’s hallsnWho was that you called?nThey're no longer therennHere it goes againnHere it goes againnHere it goes againnnWhat would you leave behind when all your fields are dead?nWhen your territories are dried out and your cities drowned and swept?nWhat would you leave behind when those who bear your name are born in that place that you wrecked?nWhat would you leave behind when you're no longer there?nnWould you sail to distant shoresnAnd hide within the haze?nSoftly close your doorsnPretend the world was savednAnd wait for heaven’s callnOr would you turn and face the seanAnd calm decide you care?nThere’s chance but if you darenAnd swift as honour's steedsnBefore it’s no longer therennHere it goes againnHere it goes agaaainnHere it goes aga-ain!nnWhat would you leave behind when all your fields are dead?nWhen your territories are dried out and your cities drowned and swept?nWhat would you leave behind when those who bear your name are born in that place that you wrecked?nWhat would you leave behind when you're no longer there?nnTo deny or to despairnThey're really just the samenAnd everything betweennIt means we have to changenCos when a one forgetsnTheir world begins to fadenAnd all the shapes and shadesnThat made their colours seenWell it suddenly turned greynThen they're no longer there