white oak and rosewood
hailing to the green
this stillness wakes my heart
to all i see

oh dreams that we had
all but laid to waste
all that i love
it came then washed away

so now where’s that wide eyed
heart of golden joy
i know its song
has yet to fill my eyes

trove, forgotten long ago
carried down to the depths
of the caverns below
in time we’ll see
red clay on stone walls
awaken the sea
buried long, long ago

oh hope, keep us waiting
it’s not our time quite yet
keep our horizon bright
just keep it lit

for winds, they are blowing
clouds are turning fast
those dreams of love
they will not be my last

trove, forgotten long ago
carried down to the depths
of the caverns below
in time we’ll see
red clay on stone walls
awaken the sea
buried long, long ago