Halcyon Days - ...And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead

There, but for the grace of our Gods go you and I

Down roads none dare to follow

Sands buried the graves of our former lives

Smile and wave and let them go

To rise above the mires of old days long died

Know they won’t come again

Let the years roll in and drown our yesterdays

Time is a stream with no end in sight

As dark as it is cold

Flowing by as we pray for the source to run dry

That we may never grow old

We long to rest our tired bones by our fires

And drink to the days

Let the years roll in and drown our yesterdays

Born on our knees we all long

For a fawn to sooth and calm

And with our arrows bring her down

Here, let me rest in your loft for a while

Before I have to walk home

Through the streets bathed in the light

Of a thousand fires

Of a cold and angry world

In time we’ll reconcile with old days long died

Know they won’t come again

Let the years roll in, drown our yesterdays