Freeze the image, take a photograph
Keepsake of a time gone by
Technicolor films play over
The sights and sounds of other lives
Faces come and faces go
Like leaves that dance upon the air
Fragments of half lost recollections
A lost lament for who we were
It isn't goodbye, it isn't the end
If we should part
Impressions and traces remain inside
Like shining stars
One day I'll find you
Out on the waves of other oceans
Looking for land
Safe from the tempests of the seas
Singing the song
Of the expansive cloak of heaven
Singing laments
To the precession of the stars
Sentiment is not my nature
No good from what we might have been
Only time we've locked within a moment
The sights and sounds of other lives
At the mercy of Poseidon
Who sets the currents on which we ride
Carried up into the maelstrom
The ebb and flow of precious time
It isn't goodbye, it isn't the end
If we should part
Impressions and traces remain inside
Like shining stars
One day I'll find you
Out on the waves of other oceans
Looking for land
Safe from the tempests of the seas
Singing the song
Of the expansive cloak of heaven
Singing laments
To the precession of the stars
It isn't goodbye, it isn't the end
If we should part
Impressions and traces remain inside
Like shining stars
Across the years
Watch the changing of the seasons
Looking for land
Safe from the tempests near and far
Singing the songs
To break the still on other oceans
Looking for land
Under a watchful cloak of stars
