Seeds of Time
Christian Vidal, Per Albinsson
Everything we held so close is lost
A lonely world has long since gone to dust
A weightless word, a rain of light
A silver tear will fall on fields of gold
If you touch my hand, you'll seize the dark
In the earth I dig to feel you near
And reach the sadness of a woken heart
Your soil is black but I no longer fear
A place that we can call our home will
Rise within a star and lead us there
You and me who are we?
Who is God?
War of man is over no one has the answers
Of who will keep and sow the seeds of time