Over and over and over again
The sound of the waves on the shore
Remind me of something that somebody said
In a landscape that's carved up and torn
A flock of starlings passes above
In the light of the setting sun
The ones that draw near are the sounds that I hear
In the dark of a day that's done
Imagine a passage somewhere up ahead
Up there on a hillside of trees
A path through the mystery that's clear to be seen
A reprieve, a reprieve
Imagine a path somewhere up ahead
Up there on a hillside of trees
A path through the mystery that's clear to be seen
A reprieve, a reprieve
A block of starlings passes above
In the light of the rising sun
The patterns they make as we slowly awake
In a journey that's just begun
Imagine a passage right there where you are
In the shade of a hillside of trees
No need for searching, you're right here at home
A reprieve, a reprieve