I have a dream where I die I have a dream where I listen The birds of the morning have sun strange skin There is a fish on the shore The same that came down from the river This is the world of the rose and thorn Life lies down and the world still spins round I lay on for this time I have found…home Out in the bullrush and steel The tide has gone and forgiven For each breath and quiver of sand and stone Still comes the hum of that bird A beat of a drum in a meadow that stays to deliver this sight from limb Life lies down and the world still spins round I lay on for this time I have found…home I have the blood to ride out this storm If I can just keep the wind under these wings Like I did once before Hands on an ocean I was the sailor For one more time Life lies down and the world still spins round I lay on for this time I have found…home