[00:35.801]Bye-bye shadowlands
[00:40.294]The term is over
[00:43.768]And all the holidays have begun
[00:50.664]Now she walks in fresh fields
[00:54.113]Her tracks are on the land
[00:56.803]She is everywhere and no place
[01:02.184]When it's dark and evening falls
[01:06.886]She moves among men
[01:10.570]They would seek to have her as a prize
[01:16.656]But she is in the shadows
[01:21.123]The ocean and the sand
[01:23.788]She is everywhere and no place
[01:28.046]Her church not made with hands
[01:35.386]Not contained by man
[01:51.634]She is dancing high as clouds
[01:55.474]Faster than the arrow
[01:58.766]As straight as any crows that flies
[02:05.427]Accross great seas she travels
[02:09.162]Up through rising lands
[02:12.375]She is everywhere and no place
[02:16.398]Her church not made with hands
[02:23.477]Not contained by man
[03:23.768]Isn't that a pretty sun
[03:30.978]Setting in a pretty sky?
[03:38.580]Will we stay and watch it darken?
[03:45.267]Will we stay and watch it darken?
[04:01.985]The church not made by hands
[04:10.449]Not contained by man
[04:17.267]That precious place
[04:19.540]Unmade by man