On The Coast of Silence is where I spent my present tense I needed a little time to myself And now I learnt to drive, I volunteered for shifting gears The most alive I’d felt for years
Then a glorious sound fills my ears And I know what you are
So I returned to the rock For such a little place it seems to have taken so much And from the dust to dust With eager hands that reach for love, that reach for love
With a glorious sound, it fills our ears And we know what you are
Memories of when the world was new & you were tumbling And everything that was, it was for you Dissembling, hysterical, you never can forget the sighs Of your mother’s heart and of her eyes And oh! her cries Of pain
With a glorious sound that fills our ears And we know what you are
A glorious sound fills my ears And I know what you are What you are What you are What you are