A welcome apprehension.
Lonely, gloomy, casting shadows
(We can see the silent giants...)
A reluctant arrival
Lonely, gloomy, casting shadows
(We can see the silent giants...)
Crowded in loneliness
Unknown faces seem strangely familiar
Uneasy comfort
So close and so foreign
Separated from the known by a thin twisting line
The silent giants stand by
(...Climbing towards the sky)
Leaning towards the sky
Strangled by apathy
Solemn places shine with hope
Stirring stillness
So calm and so moving
Watch closely and hear the thoughtful mind
The silent giants stand by
(...Climbing towards the sky)
Removing the sun from the sky