At the dawn of the day with the sound of the sea Stand at the frontier of the shore There's a choice to be made that will burn like the fire of the sun With the old world behind and the new one ahead There's fear of the future and the past With the ships drawing near there is no turning back To a life that is going up in flames Ashes on the ground Spin the world around, tomorrow's here Perfect time to run, the road is clear All that held us down has burnt away Further in the past with each new day Going, going, gone Now the sirens are calling Their arms to the skies Foolish who follow come undone So we row for the land, Leave the ships to the bed of the sea Now we stand at the light at the break of the waves Chains falling from us all around Our feet upon the ground Spin the world around, tomorrow's here Perfect time to run, the road is clear All that held us down has burnt away Further in the past with each new day Going, going, gone