Now, hordes of fools drag the black chariot of war
Raising clouds of dust, erasing the path and the horizons

We believe every man deserves a land
That treats him kindly, without blame
A firm place where he can raise his song to the sky
To summon the light of dawn, day after day

We seek a light on the horizon
To lift our heads and row again, and row again

We are just strings of pearls
And we need a loving touch
Like castaways clinging to driftwood
Chasing a light on the horizon
Like one who dares the impossible
Following dreams, following a vision
We are the ones who won't return
The roads behind us fade away
We stand bare before the face of the Sun
As we slowly drift away

We fight and fall, through the ever-changing tides of time
Raising our gaze towards the horizon line
Caught in the endless cycle of wars, we cope
Hanging on the unsteady wings of hope
On the wings of hope

We believe every man deserves a land
That treats him kindly, without blame
A firm place where he can raise his song to the sky
To summon the light of dawn, day after day

Like fleeting sparkles on the waves
We are nothing and we are the horizon
Like seagulls ruffled by the winds
Waiting to steal minutes from the Sun
Like starlings, we draw anagrams in the sky
As the daylight fades away
We draw anagrams in the sky, as we drift away

We fight and fall and dream and build unstable vessels
To carry our restless souls across the oceans
Caught in the endless cycle of wars, we cope
Hanging on the unstable wings of hope
On the wings of hope

We believe every man deserves a land
That treats him kindly, without blame
A firm place where he can raise his song to the sky
To summon the light of dawn, day after day