| I watch minutes grow to hours and how seasons builds the ages | |
| Every winter dies in sunlight only to be born again | |
| And the rainfall feeds the forests while the lightning strikes the trees | |
| Turning giants into dust fertile ashes on the ground | |
| I see them going down to the water | |
| Where they embrace the silent waves | |
| Slowly they're swallowed by the water | |
| And their breath ascending to the sky | |
| I see them now floating in the water | |
| Carried away, carried away | |
| I see wasteland turn into gardens watching oceans giving birth | |
| To fragile little creatures born to grow and multiply | |
| And the children of the children of the firstborn claims the land | |
| Building fences for protection from their brothers greedy grasp | |
| I watch kingdom rise and crumble and the nations come and go | |
| Only new names for the same things once the limits has been reached | |
| Now i see them lose their intrest in trhe deeds that have been done | |
| And the wisdom that's been found, as they return whence they came. |